There is something between you and me, no doubt,
Otherwise, there are many beautiful faces in the world about.
My existence melts with the fire of your love,
Though my being fades, your love still reigns above.
Do not imagine that my heart will lose its madness,
Till my very bones crumble into the earth’s vastness.
If you sit before me, my heart finds peace,
And if you are absent, your image does not cease.
The beauty you hold cannot be fully described,
Yet I’ll try to speak, as long as my tongue is alive.
Is it your stature, or is it the Day of Judgment?
For who can say that such a tall cypress walks with such grace and movement?
I could say you resemble the moon’s glowing light,
But I do not believe the moon has such lips, so sweet and bright.
I will not bow my head before anyone but you,
If there is no pillow, your doorstep will do.
Saadi, move on, for the path to union with the beloved,
Is no marketplace where a soul’s worth is valued and measured.