Rain from the clouds, as I and my beloved go apart...
This lovely day how can I part my heart from my love's heart?
The cloud and rain, my love and I the moment of goodbye,
I weep apart, the cloud apart, my love and I apart.
The fresh young gra**, the garden green in bloom, the joyful sky...
The dark-faced nightingale and his beloved rose apart.
You have poor me in thrall. Your hair's locks shackle me. O Why
Must you now pull me limb from limb until I come apart?
My eyes bleed rainy tears for you the iris of my eye
O stand your ground, let no rainbow-shot tears see us apart.
No longer will I want the gift of sight, if my own eye
Be parted from the gift of you and I've seen you depart.
My eyes crack open weeping for you. Quickly come relieve me!
Fill the wall's cracks with your road's dirt or it will fall apart.
Don't leave. I will give up life's ghost. If you do not believe me,
If you want more than that, take all my body with my heart.
Khusraw's last words: Your beauty will not last long if you leave me
The rose cannot last long torn from the thorn and plucked apart.