Do you know, O bony cage,

That your soul is a bird named breath?

When the bird leaves the cage and breaks its tether,

It will not be caught again by your efforts.

Cherish the opportunity, for the world lasts a moment,

A moment with the wise is better than a world.

Alexander, who ruled over a world,

In the moment he passed, he left the world behind.

It was not possible for him that the world

Would be taken from him and he be granted a moment.

They departed, and each reaped what he sowed,

Only good and bad names remained.

Why do we set our hearts on this caravanserai,

When friends have gone, and we are on the way?

After us, these same flowers will bloom in the garden,

Friends will sit together with each other.

Do not attach your heart to the charming world,

For it did not sit with anyone without breaking their heart.

When a man lies in the earthen tomb,

The Resurrection will scatter dust from his hair.

Raise your head from the collar of heedlessness now,

So that tomorrow you do not remain in regret and despair.

Not when you wish to enter Shiraz,

Wash your head and body from the dust of travel.

So, O humble sinner, soon

You will travel to a strange city.

Let the stream flow from the two springs of your eyes,

And wash away any impurity you have.