how very close

How very close is your soul with mine.

I know for sure everything you think goes through my mind.

I am with you now and doomsday,

Not like a host caring for you at a feast alone.

With you I am happy all the times,

The time I offer my life or the time you give me your love.

Offering my life is a profitable venture, each life I give

You pay in turn a hundred lives again

In this house there are a thousand dead and still souls

Making you stay as this will be yours a handful of earth

Cries aloud

I used to be hair or I used to be bones and just the moment

when you are all confused leaps forth a voice

Hold me close I'm love and I'm always yours

ghazal number 1515, translated by Nader Khalili