به خدا تنگ است دلم

By God my heart is tight My heart is tight, tight Neither does she kindle the fire, nor does it melt from grief Perhaps my heart is of stone Of stone, of stone

After those dark eyes, after those lip colors After your sincerity, after that simplicity

After the secret of seeing you, after the way you spoke O fresh and moist flower — after your body's fragrance

After that manner of glance, after that grace and coquetry After your pleasant speech, after the sound of your voice

Ba khoda tang ast dilam tang ast dilam, tang ast dilam Na o atash megirad na ze gham aab meshawad Magar az sang ast dilam Sang ast dilam sang ast dilam

Pase aan chashme seya, pase an rang laban Pas yak rangey tu pase an sadagi ha

Pase penhan didanat pase tarze sokhanat Ay gule taza o tar pase atre badanat

Pase an tarze negah pase an naz o adaa Pase goftare khoshat pase ahango sada