برود ای حریفان

Go, O companions — lead our beloved to me Bring to me for one moment that fleet-footed idol

With sweet songs, with colorful pretexts Lead toward the house that beautiful, fair-faced moon of ours

And if she speaks of promises and says: I will come another moment All promises are deceit — let her deceive you

When the beauty of her face shines, what is the beauty of others? For that face like the sun extinguishes the lamps

Berawed ay harifan bekashid yare maa raa Baman awared yakdam saname gorez paa raa

Ba taranahye shirin ba bahanahaye rangeen Bekashed soye khana mah khob khosh leqay maa raa

wagar o ba wahda goyad ke dame degar beyayam Hama wahda maker bashad beferebad o shoma raa

Cho jamal o betabad chi bowad jamal khoban? Ke rokhe cho aaftabash bekhosad chergh-ha raa