love is a clear pool of hearts that has no equal in the universe.
When my heart fades, I feed on your lips in my dreams, my vain love
If I take the sun, it turns to ashes in my chest. In the fire of love inside of me, our sun becomes ashes, my dear
It is the beautiful qibla of my heart, my dear, only love makes the best worship for you, my dear.
One who does not fall does not know what love is, no one can enter heaven without burning in the fire of that love.
If this fire came out of the eye, the universe would turn to ashes, my love.
When your eyes get old, that look, my dear, will hurt me, we were created to be born from the ashes
my beautiful love heaven swallows hell, always swallowing