When I am far from my famous city, O God, I am broken in this strangeness, because my pride, O God, the sky of Masjid Suleiman was full of stars, and at night, the sky has made us so strange, distracted! By God, there is no place for the spring weather of Tanbi (a beautiful area in the city of Masjed Soleiman), red flowers and anemones were everywhere, remember those days when we were little children and how we used to clean up with spring and Nowruz, I did not sleep on the night of Eid because of the taste of having my red shoes, and my shirt was silk and its flowers were one way and two ways, respectively, and I play in the wheat fields and mountains, happiness. We were laughing, we were picking bouquets of flowers and throwing them towards the sky, the drummers were playing instruments and we were dancing , O God, why did you separate us from each other? Will you take our lives and kill us to one? Do you put it in a wheel and spin it? We are stuck in a river and there is no way out, when do you want to send us a click, a piece of paper (a device made with wood and sheepskin and used to cross rivers), I wish to see Masjid Soleiman once, kiss it, and then die...........
