Hormuz L'isola arcobaleno

Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, For I possess a hundred fortified towers.

Don&#39;t be surprised at Fortune&#39;s turns and twists: That wheel has spun a thousand yarns before.

Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.

However much I might try to expound or explain Love, when I come to Love itself, I am ashamed of my explanations... Love alone can explain the mysteries of love and lovers.

Ever since happiness heard your name, it has been running through the streets trying to find you.

What shall I say, O Muslims, I know not myself, I am neither a Christian, nor a Jew, nor a Zoroastrian, nor a Muslim.

When someone beats a rug, the blows are not against the rug, but against the dust in it.

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

I am neither of the East nor of the West, no boundaries exist within my breast.

The moment I first heard love I gave up my soul, my heart, and my eyes.

Water, stories, the body, all the things we do, are mediums that hid and show what&#39;s hidden.

You&#39;ve come to know the fortunate and the inauspicious stars, but you don&#39;t know whether you yourself are fortunate or lucky.