Thousand desires such that at every desire occurs another death
Many of them I have realized, yet I yearn for moreWhy should my killer (lover) be afraid? No one will hold her responsible
For the blood which drips from my eyes for my entire life
We have heard about Adam’s dismissal from heaven
With humiliation, I am leaving the street on which you live
Your true nature will be known to all, you tyrant
If the curls of my hair slip through my turban
If someone wants to write a letter to her, make me write it
Because in the morning, I leave my house with a pen behind my ear
At this time, I turn to drinking
And then comes the time, when my whole world is occupied by alcohol
From whom I expected praise for my weakness…
They are even more hurt with the same cruel sword
In love there is no difference between living and dying
We survive by looking at that infidel who we are willing to die for
Put some pressure on your heart to remove the arrow of cruelty
For when the arrow comes out, so will your heart and your life
For God’s sake, don’t remove the shades from any places
In case my infidel lover turns out to be behind them
Where is the door for the preacher and where is the door for the bar
But I know as much that she entered and I left
Thousand desires such that at every desire occurs another death
Many of them I have realized, yet I yearn for more…
