English
Quatrain 14
The sun is just a spark from the light of your face;
grief for you has turned my cheeks pale and my hair white.
Everyone in the whole world took their share of being with you,
and all I was left with, weary as I am, is hope.
Quatrain 14
Original · Persian
رباعی شمارهٔ ۱۴
ای شعلهای از پرتو رویت خورشید
رویم ز غمت زرد شد و موی سفید
از وصل تو هر که بود در جمله جهان
برداشت نصیبی و من خسته امید