When I catch your trap, I am hunting at any moment, O my side, I cant bear to be away from another fisherman , I am going to go like a lost deer to every corner of my life so that I dont hug the trap, I am worried
about the kernel of the eyelashes, like two hundred arrows throwing arrows on my heart, like the rays of the sun, if you draw the sun, woe to me from the dark night, in chains and caught on that chain of hair, from your sight, we will be in tears, I am not in a mood. I do not want to
get up when you cry out to me, poor people, sit down so that you can put sparks in my heart, so that sweet lips can open your beautiful words,
O you have taken refuge from the hearts of lovers, where are you to prostrate myself so that I may prostrate myself so that
if the smell of you reaches the house, my soul will be saved, otherwise there will be no trace of my existence except my dust but my dust.
