Someone had lost his heart, had given up on his life, and his object of desire was a dangerous place and a place of peril.

Not a morsel that was destined to be eaten, nor a bird that was to fall into a trap.

When your gold does not appear in the eyes of the beloved

Gold and dust appear the same to you.

Anyway, they advised him: Avoid this impossible thought, for many people are captive and in chains with the same desire you have.

Friends, I say, do not advise me

For my eyes are fixed on devotion to him.

Warriors with the strength of their hands and shoulders

Kill enemies, and the beautiful ones are friends.

It is not a condition of affection to withdraw one's heart from the love of the beloved for the sake of one's life.

You who are bound to yourself

Are a lying lover.

If it is not possible to reach the friend

It is a condition of friendship to die in pursuit.

If I can reach to take his sleeve

If not, I will go and die at his doorstep.

Those who were concerned about his situation and had compassion for his plight advised him and restrained him, but it was of no use.

Alas that the doctor prescribes patience And this greedy soul desires sugar.

Have you heard that a beloved secretly Said to one who had lost his heart:

As long as you have value for yourself

What value do I have in your eyes?

They have brought word to that prince who was the object of his gaze that a young man frequents this field, he is good-natured and sweet-tongued and speaks gentle words, and they hear novel points from him, and it is becoming clear that he is distraught and has a passion in his head.

The prince knew that he was attached to him and that this turmoil was stirred up by him; he rode his horse towards him. When he saw that he intended to approach him, he wept and said:

The one who killed me has come before me again

It is as if his heart burned for his own slain.

As much as he showed kindness and asked him where he was from, what his name was, and what craft he knew, he was so drowned in the depths of the sea of affection that he had no chance to breathe.

Even if you recite the entire Quran by heart

When you are distraught, you will not know A, B, C.

He said: Why do you not speak a word to me, for I am from the circle of dervishes, rather I am obedient to them?

It is astonishing that with your presence, my existence remains

That you begin to speak and I am left without words.

He said this, let out a cry, and surrendered his soul to God.

It is not surprising for the slain to be at the door of the friend's tent

It is surprising for the living how he escapes with his life intact?