My lord! Let me tell, I’ m fed up with all these deceptions

I’m fed up with Ignoble people‘s bustle, here and there
My lord! Let me tell you, the windows have turned into stones

As if these stone walls are not connected to the streets!

My lord! Let me complain about the people who tease me

They hate their opponents who have seen true lovers!

They change my sweet feeling into bitter

Those malicious deceitful foes.

Of God! Hurry imam Zaman( hgr)’ s emergence!