You are in our hearts, O beloved

Other than you are just clods and hard stones

Every lover has chosen a beloved

We have seen no one but you, O friend

Even if other than you is the moon, O soul

We have no envy for other than you

O people, do not speak of him

The rest are all witnesses for you

What love can be played with the image of فنا (annihilation)

The one who has seen the majesty (of God)

No one envies other than God

The one who has conceived of God

If you carry envy and jealousy against him

For this envy is in the hands of the prophets

When he went to the fourth heaven

What does Jesus do with the church?

Abu Bakr and Umar chose with their lives

Uthman and Ali al-Murtaza

O Shams Tabriz, make the river flow

Turn the millstone