این جهان زندان و ما زندانیان
حفره کن زندان وخود را وارهان
دین ما را تا بدانجا طاعت است
که رهاند غصه و اندوه ز جان
چون به بازار بدان راهی شوی
روزوشب دغدغه داری بهر نان
مرد نورانی کجا مکارشود
تابدوشد شیرازخون مردمان
گوهر خود عرضه برعشاق کن
که از نور جهان گردد گلستان
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This world is but a prison, and we the captives bound,
Break a hole within its walls, and set your soul unbound.
Our faith is worship only to the point it frees the heart,
From grief and sorrow’s burden, from the pain that tears apart.
When you walk into the market, chasing bread by night and day,
Worries bind your soul in chains, and steal your peace away.
The man of light knows nothing of deceit or cunning art,
He will not shed the people’s blood, nor pierce the tender heart.
Offer forth the jewel within to lovers, pure and true,
For by love’s radiant light, the world becomes a blooming view.