A meadow whose flowers may be in bloom until the قیامت (Day of Judgment)

An idol whose beauty may be sacrificed by both worlds

From the time of the prince of the beautiful ones, he struts for hunting

So that our hearts may be hunted by the arrow of his coquetry

What messages are there from his eyes to my two eyes every moment

So that both eyes may be happy and full of languor from his message

I broke in asceticism, he cursed in prayer

That go, may all your days be restless

Neither rest remained nor heart due to his prayer from friendship

That he is thirsty for our blood, may God be his friend

Our body resembles the moon that melts from love

Our heart is like the harp of Venus whose strings are broken

Do not look at the melting of the moon, at the breaking of Venus

See the sweetness of his sorrow that one of it is a thousand

What a wedding is in the soul that the world from the reflection of his face

May be like the two hands of newlyweds, fresh and full of designs

Do not look at the face of the body that will rot and fall apart

Look at the face of the soul that is beautiful and has a beautiful face

The dark body is like a crow and the world of the body is winter

That despite these two unpleasant things, it may always be spring

That the stability of these two unpleasant things came from the four elements

That the stability of your servants may be other than these four