Moonlight floods the whole sky from horizon to horizon;
How much it can fill your room depends on its windows.

Shams, my body is a candle touched with fire.

For the thirst to possess your love,
Is worth my blood a hundred times.

No more words. In the name of this place we drink in with our breathing, stay quiet like a flower.
So the nightbirds will start singing.

Oh sky, without me, do not change,
Oh moon, without me, do not shine;
Oh earth, without me, do not grow,
Oh time, without me, do not go.

...Oh, you cannot go, without me.

For without you, I swear, the town
Has become like a prison to me.
Distraction and the mountain
And the desert, all I desire.