In the midst of the curtain of blood, love has rose gardens

Lovers have affairs with the beauty of love without comparison

Reason says the six directions are the limit and there is no way out

Love says there is a way and I have gone it many times

Reason saw a market and began trading

Love has seen markets beyond his market

Oh, many a Mansur hidden from the trust of the soul of love

Having abandoned the pulpits, he has spoken and ascended the gallows

The pain-enduring lovers have delights within

The dark-hearted wise men have denials within

Reason says do not set foot, for in annihilation there is nothing but thorns

Love says to reason, "Those thorns are within you."

Be silent, remove the thorn of existence from the foot of the heart

So that you may see rose gardens within yourself

You are Shams Tabrizi, the sun in the cloud of words

When your sun rises, discourses vanish