Come and whisper your pleasing deep affection tonight
Your silence is too heart-rending
Everything is just excruciation in this trackless desolate
Pigeon is fluttering up and down in cage, no way
So, the wet tearful eyes will not sleep till aurora tonight
But when the memory of you is coming, then
To craze of your drunkenness eyes, a potation of your spaceless love
The chalice is overfilled of your pure wine chignon
So coquette like the redness of a rose in your charm and sorcery breeze
If you look at me for an instant
If you warble the ORAMAN* sing
I will lose all my necessity in your embrace at a moment
Hang the Singing to the smell of purple and till the rain, stay with me, stay with me.
*Oraman: An old persian song.
A translation of a Persian poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem