I gave, only have I given
And (you) Don’t take only the arrogance and narrowness
What you thought was wrong, was all wrong
(being) Linked to someone who enjoys his absence
Your wound robbed me from deep down inside
All that I’ve forgotten, has reminded me of his failure
Your appointment insisted me how many times and then slowed down
Why don’t you leave me to die in my own pace?
My heart from your matter/concern has set foot
Would that end his stubbornness and waste?
If I did not come to you, you would go back to me mistakenly
Love ends up killing me with its confusion
I thought you, my friend, covered by a cover
and took me to the safety of his monestary
My heart hasn't lost reasons to keep giving
It hasn't lost (forgotten), except the reasons of its own good