With the songs of the caravan, Sarban has arrived, he is hurt to see, the gate and the gatekeeper sit like a lotus, in a place where a girl has taken her heart from the caravan, but her heart is in love with another on the night of the trip, she has walked until dawn with her daughter, she has said, "The tumult of the heart in every opinion that my moon is mine! Dont persecute me, dont separate me from you, because you are going from the caravan, dont go ahead of me. In this journey, wherever he looked , his eyes were on the aperture of Kajaweh , to the heart of God, God, that when I am separated from him, tomorrow there will be separation, at the end of the journey, there is no fog at
