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Ba Men Sanema
Bā man sanamā dil yek-dela kon
Gar sar na-naham ān-gah gela kon
Majnūn shuda-am az bahr-e Khodā
Z-ān zulf-e khoshat yek selsela kon
Sī pāra ba kaf dar chella shodī
Sī pāra man-am tark-e chella kon
Majhūl marow bā ghūl marow
Z-in-hār safar bā qāfela kon
Ay motreb-e del z-ān naghma-ye khosh
Īn maghz-e marā por-mashghala kon
Ay Zohra o Mah z-ān sho'la row
Do chashm-e marā do mash'ala kon
Ay Mūsā-jān shobān shoda-ī
Bar Tūr borow tark-e gela kon
Na'layn ze do pā bīrūn kon o row
Dar dasht-e Tovī pā ābela kon
Tekya-gah-e to haq shod na 'asā
Andāz 'asā o ān-rā yela kon
Fer'awn-e havā chūn shod heyvān
Dar gardan-e ū row zangela kon
O Thou Beauty
O beauty! Be true to me in your heart
And may I be but at your feet, then lash out at my heart
For the love of God! I've lost my heart, my mind!
Chain me safely with your fine tress twined!
You left for forty-day seclusion with thirty-pieces book
Abandon the seclusion! Torn in thirty pieces, I am the book!
Don't roam in obscurity, don't let demons walk by your side
Beware! Never journey unless you have with you a guide
O minstrel of heart! Play me that fine tune
Keep my mind full of that heavenly tone
O my evening star, my moon, your face is ablaze
Turn my eyes into two cressets, from that blaze
O Moses of my soul! You've turned into a shepherd
Leave for Mountain of God, abandon the herd!
Take the sandals off your feet, get into God's hand
Let your soles get burning blisters in God's land
God, not the staff, is what is helping your hand
Throw away the wood rod, leave it to land
And when Pharaoh of desires raged
Put a [camel] ring on it, [let it be tamed]