Ez shebnem-e-esgh khak-e-adam gel shod (The dew of love turned dust of man to mud,)
Sed fetne ve shour der jehan hasel shod (From which sprang up unruly passion's horde.)
Sed neshter-e-esgh ber rege ruh zadand (Their hundred lances pierced the veins of Soul.)
Yek ghetre ez an chekid-o-namash del shod. (What we call Heart is one drop of its blood.)