May my heart never know an easy joy,
never a happiness without a bitter cry and a soul-burning sigh.
If this is the good day my friends enjoy,
then God, let the night of my sorrow never turn into such a day.
Explanation: The poet rejects a contentment empty of longing, preferring the ache of love over a shallow happiness.
Original · Persian
شمارهٔ ۹
هرگز دل من به عیش فیروز مباد
بی ناله زار و آه جانسوز مباد
گر روز خوش اینست که یاران دارند
یارب شب محنت مرا روز مباد