English
Number 25
My sighing wore down the flame in my heart, and it died;
from the dry thornbush of my being, only smoke remained.
Like a dry thorn in the furnace of love,
I caught fire fast, and just as fast burned out.
Number 25
Original · Persian
شمارهٔ ۲۵
آهم ز دل زبانه فرسود نشست
از بوتة خارِ هستیم دود نشست
ماننده خار خشک در گلخن عشق
زودم آتش گرفت و هم زود نشست