Qizil Arslan had a strong fortress

That rose its neck to the Alvand mountain

Neither concern for anyone nor need for anything

Its path was winding like the curls of brides

It was so rare in the garden

Like an egg on a lapis lazuli platter

I heard that a blessed man

Came to the king from a distant land

A knower of truths, world-wise

A skillful man, traveled the horizons

A great, eloquent, and skilled man

A wise man, a well-spoken sage

Qizil said: As much as you have traveled

Have you seen such a strong place?

He laughed: This fortress is pleasant

But I do not consider it strong

Did not the proud men have it before you?

Were they not there for a while and left?

Will not other kings take it after you?

Will they not eat from your tree of hope?

Remember the era of your father's kingdom

Free your heart from the bonds of thoughts

The fate placed him in a corner

That he had no control over even a penny

When he lost hope from everything and everyone

His hope remained only in God's grace

To a wise man, the world is insignificant

For each period is someone else's place

A madman in Persia said to Khosrow

O inheritor of Jam's kingdom

If the kingdom and fortune remained with Jam

When would you have gained the crown and throne?

If you acquire Qarun's treasure

Only what you give will remain, the rest you will lose