It became the autumn of Gulshan, my acquaintance was
again on fire, the separation
of my life, O flower, passed for you, I
did not see you except for your disloyalty and disloyalty,
I was loyal to you until my body was alive
, what is the benefit of love and loyalty with you, the profit
of the plague of the harvest, love and
loyalty, the new flower of Gulshan, the kind and persecution
of your heart, oh,
my heart is of bloody sorrow, my
way of death is this,
I worship the enemy from the cup of grief, I am drunk, I
worship the enemy
until I am
you and drunk from the grass to the grass
like a smiling flower from drunkenness to cry I drink
with others in Gulshan,
I can moan from leisure until how long you
and Ney like my moaning and like the flowers of tearing
my clothes from the humiliation of competitors,
my heart is bleeding from sorrow, what can
I say because you have
increased my pain,
go, you are devoid of love and loyalty, you are
devoid of loyalty, you are
broken like your hair. Spare me my pledge
and the pain of my life,
which was in your death, through the
oppression of my companions, how long will you
not persecute the lover,
O flower, I remember
that I fell like tears from your eyes,
so that you were
from sorrow, blood, my heart,
oh from your heart,
even though you humiliated me from hardship,
you helped me with sorrow and regret, you have helped me, open
your love
, O flower,
pamper me as much as you can
. How sweet you are,
I burn your love again.
