I have complaints about all the bans
Although you tie my tongue My Lord*, it won't stop.
Let the gendarme and the policemen come from the police office
My mind is on the run; it doesn't fit into the jail, alack!
One day, I may be crushed to the ground
And another day, it is my shah's time
Although they legislate over and over again,
The words fly (can't be eternal) but the scripts exist in both worlds, alack!
It is appropriate neither you keep silent nor you you don't
Even if the tongue stops (even if someone stops talking), My Lord, the spirit still exists in the body
It is appropriate neither you write nor you don't
Don't provide against the pen; it doesn't stay alone (You can not stop the pen from writing)
*(the judge is called this way in UK, it says something like Mr (Bey).Judge (Hakim) in Turkish)