Your fragrance is always with me.
Your face never leaves my sight.
Day and night I've been longing for You.
My life is spent, but my desire for You remains.
It's not possible to carry my heart any more.
It's better that my yearning take it from me.
If I don't give my heart to the longing I have for You,
what else could I do with it? Why would I have it?
O Beloved, we are locked in friendship with You.
Wherever You may step, we are the ground for You.
In the religion* of love it isn't allowed
to see the world through You and not see You.