The stone splits, in the desire to meet you, the soul fills and flies, in the freshness of your air, the fire melts, the intellect is destroyed, the enemy sleeps, I see the garment of patience for you, the intellect loses itself, people and eat stones, love is like a dragon, do not tie up the walker, do not cry, do not make laughter because there is no one for the servant, your water is like you. What is the food of your love, what is my liver, my kebab, my
broken heart, your faithfulness is boiling, who is drinking , the harp roars, in your praise and praise, love came from me, he put his hand on my head , he saw me, he said to me, "Oh, I saw you, I went to a difficult house, I went and stayed." A heart that is dead in your hands and feet
