Sit next to me, As I translate the words, Into a language that I know, Even before my birth, It runs in my veins, Like the magic of the...

I have words, But I don't want to tell what they are, For you don't know their meanings, Or the language spoken in some land far. So,...

I wish I knew Persian, To read what Rumi wrote, His real feelings, To feel the real essence, Of his emotions, And not the translated...