ای گلزار من

O my rose garden, my garden and my spring O candle of my tomb — come, come

The fire of your love burns my body I am destroyed by you and you are my enemy Like a moth in hope of union with you I burned, O my shining candle

O my darling, O my sweet companion You are my Pleiades — come, come

Your dark eyes and your moon-like face Have taken me from myself in the intoxication of your gaze Day and night restlessly in your pursuit I will be branded if there is a mark on your road

ay gulzare man bagh o bahare man shame mazare man, beya beya

Atashe ishqe tu sozad tane man Man halake tu o tu doshmane man Hamcho parwana ba omide waslat Sokhotam ay shamaye rawshane man

Ay nazaninam yare shirinam toye parwenam beya beya

Chashme seya o rokhe hamcho mahat Borda az khesham ba masti negahat Roz o shab awara am dar paye tu Daghe benam agar bar sare rahat

Ay nazaninam yare shirinam toye parwenam beya beya