The heart of the country was filled with joy.

On the ruins of desires

My fear was torn apart and my prisons were built

Answer the questioner's question:

Do not speak and do not be cowardly, for you are my ease

The world became narrow for me

And I found no escape except longing, which was my refuge

My soul was sad when I saw him

And the clouds passed by, contemplating me

So he stomped on me, my beloved

So my chest was disturbed in my boredom

And tired of all the causes of illness

And forced me to give up my mistakes

I cried, so how many tears fell

And pain held them back and covered them with my sadness

And my soul did not fear my anger

And peace did not complete me

So dwell in me, my beauty

And in the depths of the years to be my perfection

On the ruins of desires

The heart of the homeland was my companion