I have no companion or a friend in this town without you!
I wish for no one for my heart without you!
My love towards you is pure not through passion
I don’t want to behave capriciously towards you.
If I have you, I will be happy a lot
Alas no opportunity arises to have you.
I won’t stop fidelity but I bear your mincing
The much I bear mincing would be the less in the way of you.
The desire of planting flower or plant in my heart cannot be wished
Though I have no hope for getting free from the prison of my nest for you
If my rivals taunt me or trouble me in your way
I won’t pay attention to any straws or torn in the way of flower like you
If the song of pipe is burning like fire, but Adib
It won’t be as burning as the breath of yours.