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O you dark-colored hair, in the end, I have become like a hair, for I am not made of stone after all. O musk-scented hair, I have fallen down; Like your hair, I have fallen upon my face. I am like your hair, sitting in curls of China, While you are in Rome, girding your waist to a hair. If I reach you like a hair, O friend, I will emerge with you like a hair from the skin. Since your hair has become musk-raining, travel; Pass over the morning breeze of hair at dawn. Give me a hair's breadth of news about your state; Give tidings of your hair to the morning wind. Inform me of yourself by a hair's breadth, For like your hair, I have fallen on the path. A hair's breadth of separation has appeared in my eye; Like the hair of your eyebrow, I am constantly arched and solitary. I am like a hair in the grief of that dark hair, Yet this does not affect you by a hair's breadth. Like hair, you have fallen behind my back again; Do not start this rebelliousness like your hair. If I see a single hair of yours from any direction, I will run to you on my head like a hair. If I speak a single hair's worth of my pain, A cold wind will sweep me away like a hair. I do not enter your eye like a hair, Because in your eye I seem like a hair. I have become like a hair, and what place is there for a hair? For I am less than a hair, how can this be? Though my body appears like a hair, Yet it does not agree with you by a hair. My body became like a hair from thinness; I do not find assistance from you by a hair. If I had assistance from you by a hair, How would I be downcast like your hair? Give heart by a hair to this self-lost one, For a rope gains strength from a single hair. If you hold my hand by a hair, You will pull me out like a hair from dough. Like your hair, I have fallen low at your feet; It is fitting if you lay a hand on me by a hair's breadth. I am a hair caught in a mountain of grief; Look at such a hair under such a heavy load! Like your hair, when will I reach you, For a hair cannot pull a mountain? From thinness, I do not have the strength of a hair, For I am like an ant with a waist bound by a hair. The path of your love is thin like a hair; Like a hair, I have turned my face to a hair. I will not be aware of you by a hair; How can one hair find its way to another hair? If you bind my every joint with a hair, I am not able to pull a single hair. If my body were not less than a hair, I would have the strength of a hair. My body became like a hair from weakness; When would you have any sign of this hair? If you have a hair's tip in your comb, I am that hair, whether you have it or not. Without you, I have made my body like a hair because of you; Like your hair, I have curls and folds from you. Like a hair, you are constantly rebellious against me; You bind my hands with a hair. Like a hair, I have no face for this matter, For I do not have the strength of a hair's arm. I resemble a hair now from weeping; I have put a hair's breadth out of my head. If I show my body like a hair, I show like a hair from under the shirt. If I fall upon the shirt like a hair, From every hair I will fall into wandering and confusion. I am so weak that from a hair in a hundred ways, How can I catch a scent with every hair I have? Without you, I am weak and needy like a hair, Hung on you, bound like a hair. My heart does not turn away a hair's breadth from your side; I drag it by its hair to your door. Like your hair, my heart is not in my hand; This drunk heart does not turn by a hair. Since my heart is distracted by a hair, My sight went out of my head like a hair. If you bring me into bonds like your hair, Like a hair I will lay my head on the dust of your street. Even if you cut my head like a hair for nothing, Like your hair I will not turn my head from your command. I will not turn my head from your hair to any side, For my heart is suspended from you by a hair. If the heart turns its head from you like hair, Its only outcome from you will be a knot like hair. Like your hair, I do not have a head of my own, For like your hair, I fall back and forth. Even if you put me in twists like hair, I will not turn my head like hair from the twist and turn. If you throw me on my face like your hair, I will not come out against you, like my hair. Since a single hair of yours is better to me than both worlds, I cannot bear to see a single hair missing from your head. Since you do not pick me up for nothing like a hair, How can I wind myself around you like a hair? If your head does not turn from me by a hair, After me, not a hair will agree with you. When would you be bound like a hair as I am, For you have no connection to anyone, like hair? What if you come and see me like a hair, And sit on my eye like the hair of an eyelash? Not a hair will be lessened from you if You pass over me by a hair's breadth. I have remained in darkness like a hair; From the hair of my eyelashes, I have shed blood. Show sharpness like the hair of an eyelash at last; Plan to shed blood by a hair at last. I, bewildered like hair, desire To be face-to-face with you like the hair of eyelashes. Holding your hair, fallen drunk, Lips closed together like the hair of eyelashes. Since that hair went from my hand like a ring, I strike my hands together like the hair of eyelashes. If a hair's breadth remains of the world, We will finally meet like the hairs of eyelashes. I weave thousands of deceits like hair, So that perhaps a hair's breadth of you shows its face to me. If you bring me down to yourself like a hair, I will cast my head upon you like your hair. I will come before you on my head like a hair; I will be drowned in blood like a hair. I am like a hair left without that face, Remaining far more bewildered than a hair. Like your hair, I am far from your face; I am in the wandering of your hair. Like your hair, how long will I be in the bond of curls of China? Seat me on the ground like your own hair. If I encircle you like hair, I will rise to the head like wine from that joy. I have become a hair out of love for your face; You have cast me at your feet like your hair. Since you cast me like hair at your feet, Bring that hair so that I may rise from my place. If your hair becomes my handhold, The tip of this tired heart will become sharp like a hair. I am a single hair with a hundred unpleasant experiences, For your sake, suffering affliction with every hair. Without your face, I have fallen into the loop like a hair, Left tangled and low like a hair. My body without your face is like a hair; Like a hair, without you my business is upside down. When your separation turns its face to me like a hair, My hair stands on end as if with a sword. Since I am separated from your double hair, I am left with a bent back like your hair. There is no one to care for a hair-like one like me; My grief has no end like your hair. Without you, the world is black to me like hair; It is as if with every hair, my grief is from you. A gathered mind from your face is but a hair's breadth; Therefore, without you I am disheveled like your hair. Like hair, I have fallen constantly on my face, For not a hair's breadth of success comes to me from you. If your shirt becomes as thin as a hair, I do not know if there is a hair on your body. How long will you turn me in my blood like a hair, While you do not ask how I am, even by a hair's breadth? You split my heart like a hair; You turned your head away from me like my hair. How long will you keep my body like a hair? How long will you keep me in bonds like hair? You made me like a hair and drank my blood, Yet you did not reduce your tyranny by a hair. I have become like a hair, show your face; This grief would be less to you by a hair. I am a hair that has taken the path of the world; You are a hair that has taken less of the world. Since I remained without your hair, O rebellious one, Like your hair, I remained with my feet on the fire. Between me and death, there is only a hair's breadth; Look at my body, for that hair is indeed it. Although I am weak like a hair, I am heavy in your eye like a hair in a morsel of food. How can I sit on the head like your hair, When you have seated me on the ground like a hair? Although I have no path even by a hair's breadth, My share of your injustice is not less by a single hair. You blocked sleep for this heartless one by a hair; You broke your fidelity like your hair. There is never any sign of fidelity from you even by a hair; Hair never grows from the fingernail. Fidelity does not come by a hair's tip from a drunk; Hair does not grow out of the palm of the hand. I am a hair that weeps blood out of jealousy of you; Not a single hair of yours became wet from your tears. From brewing melancholy for you, I lost my hair; Do not be angry by a hair's breadth, for I have died. Do not be angry at a hair, what will come of it? Do not let it spill like hair from that anger. I have become a hair, lest you bear a grudge against me, For not a hair's breadth of this will affect me. Why did you say 'You are nothing, nothing like a hair'? How long, like your hair, will you twist and turn? I am not like a hair with you in my lamentation; Drag me on the ground in abasement like a hair. Like your twisting hair-serpent, O light-souled one, It wounded my heart with a single hair. I became like a hair from the pain of the wound; How does a hair know pain or comfort? My share from you was perhaps a hair of fidelity, So that I mourn like your sable hair. If I find a path to your sable hair, I will draw you close to my chest like a fox's fur. Even if my bright day became dark like hair, A hair's breadth of hope in you still remains for me. Make a ball of my head, O my musk-haired one, For your hair is enough as the polo-mallet for my ball. If I pull my head back from that hair in my eye, Bring my head back like a hair on the eye. Since your separation made me thin like a hair, Let a hair of yours be a sufficient keepsake for me. If I turn my face to a hair's breadth without you, Still I am like a dry hair. I made your two hairs into one out of desire for you, So that...