Dye me in your hue, my love, <br />You are my man, oh beloved of Almighty; <br />Dye me in your hue. <br />My scarf, and the beloved's turban, <br />Both need to be dyed in the hue of spring; <br />Whatever be the price for dyeing, ask for it, <br />You can have my blossoming youth in mortgage; <br />Dye me in your hue. <br />I have come and fallen at your door step, <br />For you to safeguard my pride, my dignity, <br />You are my man, Oh beloved of Almighty, <br />Dye me in your hue.<br /><br />Amir Khusro<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dye-me-in-your-hue/
