Farewell
Saadi, Mahsa vahdat
Caravan leader, slow down! The comfort of my soul is leaving
With my beloved, the heart I owned is leaving
Stop the camels, don't rush the caravan
For the love of that beautiful one, my soul is leaving
Through the night I can't repose, reproach I can't receive
My steps have no direction, from my command the rein is leaving
About the moment when the soul leaves the body there are many stories
But with my own eyes I see my heart is leaving