Her eyes show modesty, her manners you must see
She is a slave of passions, her cruel grace you must see
I bargained my lust for a Houri for this beautiful lady
My love has a happy ending, its beginning you must see
Do not mistake my madness for her, my dear advisor?
How coyly she throws her glances, you must see
They bet their lives for lust they could not keep in check
Those brave unfortunate lovers, you must see
Hearing my arrival, he stood up instantly in the meeting
The status of lovers with notoriety you must see
It is alright in a meeting to look at a stranger secretly
But the secret should not remain hidden, you must see
My tears are witness to the shirt's hem's purity
The miracle of merciless Joseph you must see
Alas! 'Momin' did not see the beautiful women even in heaven
The tyranny of his discriminating death, you must see
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