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You are the coquettish flower of all, the swaying cypress of all All are drawn to you — what remedy shall I make?

The people of the city told you that you are the beauty of all With the beauty of all — what remedy shall I make?

Come to my embrace, O beautiful silver-breasted one Separated from your side — what remedy shall I make?

I have become like Majnun — deeply enchanted With the enchantments of yours — what remedy shall I make?

Tu gule naz hama, sarwe tanaze hama Hama mayel ba tu aand chi chara sazam

Mardome shahr ba tu goft ke tu zebaye hama Man ba zebaye hama chi chara sazam

Tu bya dar bare man, khobe simin bare man Az kenare tu joda chi chara sazam

Man ke majnoon shoda am, sakht afsoon shoda am Ba fesoon hay shoma chi chara sazam

Ba tu goftand ke, tuye majlis aaraye hama Ah chi maghroor shodaye chi chara sazam