ای جان من اسیرت

O my soul is your prisoner, O my life is a sacrifice for you My life has reached its end without the ruby of your life-giving lips

You walk away gracefully while I with two weeping eyes Wander lost and scattered like a lock of hair behind you

I have not the luck to spend one night with my hand in your hair Nor the strength to flee from your cruelty even for a day

Ay jane man asirat ay omre man fedayat Omram ba akher amad, be lale jan fedayat

Tu merawee kheraman man ba 2 chashme geryan Ashofta o perayshan, chon kakol az qafayash

Ne bakhte aanke yak shab, dastam kashad ba zolfat Ne paye aanke roze begrezam az jafayat