There is none on earth comparable to you,
Even the moon is not as radiant as your face.
I will not give my heart to the height and grace of the cypress,
For none is as pleasing as your elegant form.
In all the city, O arched-browed one,
I know no one who is not struck by your arrow.
No one else can capture hearts anymore,
For there is no heart that is not captive to you.
If you take someone like me, what can I do?
For in this world, there is no one like you.
It is clear that this heart, though strong as steel,
Is unworthy of your chest, soft as silk.
The whole world is consumed by the game of love,
Yet Saadi’s name has not entered your heart.