You are, O Saghar,
you did not sit on my palate,
I do not know what you were
, I do not know what you are, you are
in my mouth, you are
broken in his palate, your
drink is on the weight
of poisonous hearts on the palate
of the tired, I am the same cold tear of the sky, the
pattern of pain on the wall of my time, without
end and without a name,
like dust from my caravan, as dust
from my caravan
, you are you, Saghar,
you did not sit on my palate, I do
not know what you
were.I dont know what you are,
you are Saghar,
you didnt sit with me, I dont
know what you were, I dont know what you were, I dont
know what you are, I am
the loneliest, I am the loneliest, I am
confused and disgraced, I am you, oh
heaven,
how long will you hear the oppression of lovers, you cry out, oh, oh
merciful God,
your love was a dream and it was enough to
play a mirage, and
this coming of mine was a
pain and torment, and thats it,
O sky of the wheel, you are pampered
. I thought that I was going to lose,
O Saghar, who became the black eye
of my qibla and on my
prayers, you are you, O Saghar,
you did not sit on my
palate, I do not know what you were
, I do not know what you are, you
are Saghar, you
did not sit on my palate, I do not
know what you were
, I do not know what you are.
