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Rise, as darkness has appeared on the eastern horizon | We should light up the assemblage with blazing songs

Our capacity is only a cry of lament like the wild rue | We should overturn the assemblage with this same uproar

We should show the assemblage the effect of Love’s polish | We should convert the stone of today into the mirror of tomorrow

By showing them the effulgence of the lost Yusuf; we should make them more agitation-prone than Zalaykha’s blood.

By giving the lesson of the law of growth to this garden | We should turn the insignificant drop of dew into the ocean

We should lift our dearest chattel from the China' s temple | We should fascinate all with the face of Sa'di and Sulaima

Look! The Lailah's she camel became useless in Yathrib; we should make Qais acquainted with the new Longing.

The wine should be mature and so hot that with it | We should soften the heart of the glass, the goblet, and the decanter

The grief which kept us warm in the cold of the West | Opening up the breast we should make it public

In the world's congregation we should live like the candle | We should burn ourselves and open up the rivals' eyes

"The candle reveals whatever passes through the heart | Burning is not the thought which the candle conceals"

شمع کے دل میں جو بات آتی ہے وہ اسے صاف صاف کہہ ڈالتی ہے۔ گویا جلنا کوئی ایسا خیال نہیں ہے جسے شمع دل میں چھپائے رکھ سکے