My cry is for separation from the beloved,
And my lament is for the sorrow of the adored one.
Without the moon-like face of that beauty,
My cheeks are stained with tears of blood.
The blood of my heart, from parting with you,
Flows ceaselessly down my cheeks.
The pain in my heart has surpassed all bounds,
And my soul is restless from this separation.
No one is aware of my grief,
Alas, for this world is not eternal.
I suffer at the hands of time,
For it burdens my soul and heart with anguish.
Saadi, why do you complain about the beloved,
When both joy and sorrow are fleeting?