I asked my heart you will say
I adore Imat Sultan Varahami
Irahami your loved poet stunned
Like a child throwing himself in Ohoudank
Do not see you but rose in the fields
I rooted that you belong
I'm poor without you, love Mzlol
Vhoak sweeping permeate the blood
Not enough love in the half-solutions
I love you from my head to the soles of my feet
My eyes wander in the sea breeze
The search for you in my sleep and Iqzti
I live alone in the world of the unknown
And your name is the only lexical
Vaalmi that your love will not go away
As long as my breath out of my mouth
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- hmood
September 2009
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