I don’t see anything but love: call me a Kafir as the creed of Muslims I do not need anymore;

Every vein of mine has become taunt like a musical string,

the Magian girdle I do not need anymore.

Leave my bedside, you ignorant healer!

The only cure for the patient of love is the sight of his beloved – other than this, no medicine does he need.

If there be no captain in our boat, let there be none:

We have God in our midst: the sea we do not need anymore.

The people of the world say that Khusrau worships idols.

So he does, so he does; the people and all of the creation he does not need anymore.

کافر عشقم، مسلمانی مرا در کار نیست

هر رگ من تار گشته، حاجت زُنار نیست

از سر بالین من برخیز ای نادان طبیب

دردمند عشق را دارو به جز دیدار نیست

ناخدا بر کشتی ما گر نباشد، گو مباش

ما خدا داریم ما را ناخدا در کار نیست

خلق می‌گوید که خسرو بت‌پرستی می‌کند

آری! آری! می‌کنم! با خلق ما را کار نیست