Sad chaman hami balad az jamal goljoushash
Bouye naz miayad az bahar aghoushash

Cheshem ta beroyam bast gom shodam dar
Man be khod nemiayam ta shodam faramooshash

Zolf-e oo shab-e qadr ast nist jaye del tangee
Nashe-i sahar darad mashreq bena gooshash

Az gereh bar aan abroo larze ye be jaan maa
Ghamze ye nehaan darad narges khata pooshash

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A hundred meadows bloom from the beauty of her glowing face
The scent of charm drifts from the spring of her embrace

When I closed my eyes, I was lost in this valley
I cannot find myself until I forget her

Her hair is the Night of Decree—there is no place for longing,
She has the intoxication of dawn in the eastern corner of her ear

From the curve of that eyebrow trembles my very soul
Her hidden glance carries the coyness of a fault-covering narcissus