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Go away from me — for I trouble the heart Unreliable, weak, and full of sin In the corner of my chest a mad heart In the corner of my heart a thousand desires I am unfortunate — unfortunate in love with you I am disgraced — disgraced by love with you

O God, how shall I speak of you? For from my own body I am tired and disgusted Every night at the threshold of your majesty As if hoping for another body

This is not a heart — this heart you gave me Plunged in blood — let it go free Either keep it empty of desire and passion Or bind it in the chain of love and faithfulness

Az peshe man beraw ke dil azaram Na payadar o sost o gonahkaram Dar konje seena yak dil deewana Dar konje dil hazar hawas daram Man nakamam, nakame ishqat Man bad naamam, bad naame ishqat

Ah ay khuda chi goona tura goyam Ke-az jesme khewesh khasta o bezaram Har shab bar aasetane jalale tu Goye omide jisme degar daram

Dil nest ein dile ke ba man dadi Dar khoon tapida, ah rehayash kon Ya khali az hawa o hawas darash Ya paye band mehr o wafayash kon