You are my companion like my soul , the end of the line, that last line on the border of tomorrow , you are a tradition, a memento forever, my dear world, my world, you are fresher than the crystal sense of innocence, the poetry of Forough, you are a blessing, in the world, like a good comrade, your body, the shrine of the Kaaba, full of love, my eager pilgrim, I am your worshipper, pure Ahurai and my mihrab, the dust of your room, my mihrab, the soil of your room,
I am Qalandar, always Sufi, your voice is your only continuum . Like the great rain, your name is the message of peace, your body is the shrine of the Kaaba, full of my love, my eager pilgrim, I am your worshipper, pure Ahurai, oh my mihrab, the dust of your room, my mihrab, the dust of your room.
