Waters of love

Love waters the heart, it is insomnia

From it the fragrance wafts in its roses

And the weak heart was enslaved to its love

Until it was freed after that

I searched for her, but I did not find her beside me

And I asked about her, and I was told that she was torn

My distance torments her, and my closeness is her secret

Happiness increases and she speaks with joy:

A full moon appeared in the sky of good tidings

Dispelling the darkness and drowning in the minarets

And I spent with her the most enjoyable times of my love

I live my life while she flatters

And I opened - I play - the oasis of the heart that

In it is spacious for her and does not close

Every day is a Valentine's Day between us

And I repeat the day we meet... we do not separate

And you feel the warmth that I felt

The cold does not snatch us and does not steal

She is the gift of the Most Gracious, the day I saw her

I was yearning for her, I was hanging

She is the gazelle swaying and her stature

Pure upon her is beauty, and He is the Generous

And if the night gets dark, the worry increases in

My heart, when will the night shine Dark?

I will always remember the day she said: No to me

As if my heart is still not cracked

Until it heals with yes it restored a soul

You are still the spring of my soul I take a look

Oh beautiful if my country describes you

And if it describes you, life is decorated