خواهم چو راز پنهان

I wish, like a hidden secret, that no trace remain of me So that from my absence and presence no one has news

Give me a grave, O God — a prison for this body of mine So that from seeking pretexts the heart is no longer homeless

I wish that fire would fall on the city of acquaintance And from the shame of those who know me, no trace remain

Khaham cho raze penhan az man asar nabashad Ta az nabood o boodam, kas raa khabar nabashad

Gore bedeh Khodaya! zendan-e paykar-e man Taa az bahana joyee, dil darbadar nabashad

Khaham ke aatash oftad dar shahr-e aashnayee Wa-az nang-e aashenayan, bar jaa asar nabashad