On the azurous skies!

But passion is boundless of the lips of wineglass

Ahh! Where are we still the master of our own hearts?

 The sting is more effective than black Cobra

Snake-born braids are also actually scorpions!

Perform now please the ritual of opening eyes

As the morning and night are hidden in the shells

I am reading you like a book. Acquiring knowledge

Of your face is the pleasure of sight and my heart!

The lightning bolts are dropped one after another

As if I am as rude as the smoke of frankincense!

Seriously, how pleasant he is in his seriousness!

Even in this misery how much burning are his lips!

When we arrived at the gate of the walled

City of refuge, they asked about our ancestry!

Then we were outside the city thinking about this

That the only leader now, Long-living Khizr is!

"The darkness has passed, now it should be dawn!"

Despite this current situation we are asking for alms.

 June 4, 1992