***Hussain)*(Yousofi***

Oh, night after night In the wilderness of my despair
I sat in front of the mirror of my loneliness,
My chin on my hand, drowned in bitter thoughts,
suffering;
And I gave an everlasting colour
To the face of my disgrace.
My heart seeks refuge in you
From the darkness of days,
From the sufferings of nights,
You who are the treasure of my desire,
You who are my unending torment
... On my shoulder is a dove
that drinks from your mouth,
On my shoulder is a dove
That refreshes my throat,
On my shoulder is a dove,
kind and graceful,
That talks to me of light,
And of Man, who is the god of all deities...
My bird of golden song
Nests in the foliage of your abode;
Sweetheart, put on your best dress,
Love is fond of us.
With you I follow my dreams in wakefulness,
I find my poetry in the truth of your brow.
You talk with me of light, and of Man,
Who has kinship with all the gods...