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Not a soul at your banquet recalls my name,
Recalls my name,
Recalls my name.
Not a soul at your banquet recalls my name,
Recalls my name,
Recalls my name.
Unless the wind should bring my dust to your door,
Should bring it to your door,
Should bring it to your door.
In all this world, no true companion could be found,
No true companion could be found,
Who to Sweet Shirin's palace would bear Farhad's body, bound,
Would bear Farhad's body, bound,
His body, bound.
Unless the wind should bring my dust to your door,
Should bring it to your door,
Should bring it to your door.
Who is there, with a compassionate heart, in this desert of madness I roam,
In this desert of madness I roam,
To bring iron chains for my hands and feet, to hold me fast at home,
To hold me fast at home,
Iron chains, to hold me home.
Unless the wind should bring my dust to your door,
Should bring it to your door,
Should bring it to your door.
The longing of my heart-bird leaves me bewildered, in dismay,
Leaves me bewildered, in dismay,
That it brings its own blood-stained arrow to the archer, to obey,
To the archer, to obey,
To him, to obey.
Not a soul at your banquet recalls my name,
Recalls my name,
Recalls my name.
Unless the wind should bring my dust to your door,
Should bring it to your door,
Should bring it to your door,
Should bring it to your door.