One night, the people's smoke ignited a fire

I heard that half of Baghdad burned

Someone expressed gratitude amidst the ashes and smoke

That our shop was not harmed

A world-weary person told him: Oh foolish one

Do you only care about your own sorrow?

Would you like a city to burn in fire

Even if your house is spared?

Only a stone-hearted person feels no pain in their stomach

When they see others with stones on their bellies from hunger

How can a wealthy person eat that morsel

When they see that the poor are consuming their own blood from suffering?

Do not say that the healthy are troubled

For they writher from sorrow like the sick

The distressed ones, when their friends arrive at their destination

Do not sleep, for the stranded ones disapprove

The hearts of kings become burdened

When they see a donkey laden with thorns stuck in the mud

If there is anyone in the house of happiness

A word from Saadi's speech is enough

It is enough for you if you listen

That if you sow thorns, you will not reap jasmine