Ein Shero Ra Baraye Tu

This poem I say for you In a thirsty summer evening

Let my shadow, wandering Be far and separate from your shadow One day we will meet — if it is meant to be With no one between us, no one but God

With this group of outwardly righteous hypocrites I know this battle is not easy The city of me and you, O my sweet child For long has been the home of the devil

Ein shero ra baraye tu megoyam Dar yak ghorobe tashnaye tabestan

Begzaro saiaye man sargardan Az saiaye tu, dur o joda bashad Roze ba ham rasem ke gar bashad Kas bayne maa na ghaire khoda bashad

Ba ein grohe zahide zahir saz Danam ke ein jadal na asanist Shahre man o tu, teflake shirinam Derest kashanaye shaytanast