Minus Thousands

Minutes have been done,

Cried a thousand times,

You have not said anything yet, and

Everyone lost in saying here.

Minutes have been done,

Cried a thousand times,

No ghazal made

Yes, Radif soaked,

And you took a ride in the festival

I lost the opinion of the lion written in loneliness.

Minutes have been done,

Cried a thousand times,

I do not love anymore

Lost myself so much,

And they go through my street

I keep sleeping, lost so much in loneliness.

Minutes have been done,

Cried a thousand times,

Seeing is crying

This person loses himself

And lonely while arguing

Loneliness has been drowned in human generosity.

Minutes have been done,

Cried a thousand times,