From sheer poverty and the grip of hardship,
in our tent you'll find no sleep and no food.
In our pan and platter, our bowl and jug,
there's nothing rich, nothing sweet, nothing warm, nothing cold.
Explanation: A wry lament on destitution: even the cookware sits empty of anything worth having.
Original · Persian
رباعی شمارهٔ ۲۵
از شدت دست تنگی و محنت برد
در خیمه ما نه خواب یابی و نه خورد
در تابه و صحن و کاسه و کوزهٔ ما
نه چرب و نه شیرین و نه گرم است و نه سرد