One day a young enchantress told her suitor, A prince whose passion nothing could allay: “If you want me to believe your ardour, Go, Shah-zadeh, your royal brother slay.”...
The Earth is so vast, Spacious, lovely! And my prison is Dark and stinking. A bird in the sky Soars to the clouds. On the floor I lie, My hands are chained. A flower grows in freedom....
With burning indignation life here ending, I imprecate my cruel destiny. Why, Mother, did you cherish me and tend me? Why was your loving eyes’ light shed on me?...
All ’round us sand. A chain of barracks, Surrounded on all sides by barbed wire. We’re just like beetles delving in our dunghills. This is our lodging. This is where we’re mired....
Perhaps the years go by, no letters come, Or any news of me. My every footprint covered with blind earth, My tracks grass-grown and nothing left to see. Perhaps - in black I'll visit you in dreams,...
I am back! Meet me, my love! Rejoice, even though I am without a leg: I never kneeled before the enemy, And he tore my leg off for this. He hit with a mine, knocked me off to the ground....