From the spring of union my only share was tears;
the rouge that colors my face is nothing but tears.
Like the sky with its sun and stars, night and day
I have one eye and a thousand drops of tears.
Explanation: The 'rouge' image reworks the idea that instead of the flush of joy, weeping is what colors the poet's face.
Original · Persian
شمارهٔ ۱۳
زابشخور وصل بهره اشکست مرا
گلگونۀ رنگ چهره اشکست مرا
چون چرخ ز خورشید و ستاره شب و روز
چشمی و هزار قطره اشکست مرا