The lovely one whispers under her breath,
And you go mad, witless, no reason left...
O Lord, what is this chant, what magic art
That weaves its spell on even a stone heart?
#1873, from Rumi's Kolliyaat-e Shams-e Tabrizi
Edited by Badiozzaman Forouzanfar (Tehran, Amir Kabir, 1988).
Translated by Zara Houshmand
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