آسمان خالیست

The sky is empty, empty — who took its luminaries? Who took its crown moon, the necklace of its Milky Way?

The gardener is alone, alone — around him nothing but thorns Who took the weeping willow, the rose, the Judas tree?

That ancient plane tree, weary of futility Who took the nest of the sweetly singing birds from it?

Before this, the earth had a green sky Now there is nothing but darkness — who took its sky?

Asman khalist, khali, roshananash ra ki bord? Taj mahash, seena rez kahkashanash ra ke bord?

Baghban tanhast, tanha, gerd o joz khar nest Bede moshkash ra, gulash ra, arghawanash ra ke bord?

Aan chenar der saal aazorda az behooda gist Aasheyan morghakane naghma khwanash ra ki bord?

Pesh az ein ha zamin ra asmane sabz bood Nesto einak joz seyahee, asemanash ra ki bord?