کرده‌ام ناله بسه

I have lamented much in search of a kindred soul I hear at midnight the lamenting of a caravan bell

Why do I have tumult and outcry? I have complaint against the sky Not for this do I weep, not for that do I lament I have an unkind idol

Though my heart is sick, my heart is weary and wretched The memory of you tears at my heart's feet through the night

Come O moon of Canaan, come O ruby of Badakhshan When will the fever of your love release my collar for one night?

Karda am nala base, dar paye hamnafase Beshnawam neema shaban, nalahaye jarase

Chera shor o feghan daram Shekayat ze asoman daram Na ze-ein geryam, na ze-aan nalam Bote na mehraban daram

Gar chi bimare dilam, khasta o zare dilam Mekashad yade tu shab, panja bar pai dilam

Beya ay mah kenanam, beya lahle badakhshanam Reha kay mekonad yak shab, tabe ishqat geraybanam