Dust is My Bed

And where is my group of friends? They left my brotherhood!

Where is the bliss of money? It's behind my back now

And my name (reputation) where is it shine between praises

This is my end and this is my bed

Dust is my bed, embraces me and it's my cover now

The sand surrounds me even behind my back

And the grave tells a dankness of my affliction

And the brightness draws a line

And love farewells its longing and my elegizing cried

And the tears went dry after crying

And the universe became narrow and so is my space