His sister went on his chest and on the heads of the women to catch him, he closed his brother with
a torrent of tears, he closed the road with smoke, he sighed, he went to the kings coffin, whenever he called the king, he went to the kings
coffin, whenever he called Mahla, his time on the sky,
the horse of the horsemen, slow down, my soul! A lighter naked woman, so
that I could kiss that face of yours, so that I could smell that torture of your hair
, she was all warm, enthusiasm and drunkenness,
she looked at the corner of her eyes again. Do not say a black hair made of women on the forehead of a woman, do not say a mans
creation, do not say a womans time, do not say a womans daughter, do not say a womans dignity, do not say a
womans forehead, do not say a womans forehead, the hand of God in the sleeve of the heart takes the heart
to the intellect, it breaks the fire of the people of the heart into the souls
of women, it strikes the curtain of the people of secrets, it opposes us, it takes the instrument of the
claw of the soul, it takes patience and endurance
Whenever there is a commotion, if I do it, it increases his appetite,
so he welcomed his sister to kiss him, he took Alef in his arms, and he
slowly whispered in his ear,
"O my anguish, is it Zainabi? Or is it the sigh of the sufferers in the night?"
Dont be chained to the feet of passion, this is the way of love, dont hug me,
Im with you, my sister, your companion, you are on this path, I am at the head of the house, you are the
landlord, be with women, be with men.
