As far as there is in the world the trace of you,
As far as there is in the heaven the sound of your voice.
As far as there is cup, intoxication, imbibing and love,
As far as the mosque, idol temple and monastery is the place of you,
As far as there is a trace of your pleasant speech,
As far as there is a trace of you and the claim of you.
As far as there is between the terms, a term of you,
As far as there is a flourish of you and of the utterance of you.
Whatever deserves love and loving, never
No a trace of your annihilation is seen.