I cannot sleep in your presence...
In your absence, tears prevent me,
You watch me My Beloved on each sleepless night...
And only You see the difference,
Looking at my life...
I see that only Love has been my soul’s companion,
From deep inside my soul cries out...
Do not wait, surrender for the sake of Love,
If you can’t smell the fragrance...
Don’t come into the garden of Love,
If you’re unwilling to undress...
Don’t enter into the stream of Truth,
Stay where you are...
Don’t come our way,
All year round the lover is mad...
Unkempt, lovesick and in disgrace,
Without love there is nothing but grief...
In love, what else matters?
Love is our Mother and the way of our Prophet...
Yet it is in our nature to fight with Love,
We can’t see you, mother...
Hidden behind dark veils...
Woven by ourselves,
Do you want to enter paradise?
To walk the path of Truth,
You need the grace of God,
We all face death in the end...
But on the way, be careful...
Never to hurt a human heart!
Do you know what the music is saying?
Come follow me and you will find the way,
Your mistakes can also lead you to the Truth...
When you ask, the answer will be given.
The Master who’s full of sweetness is so drunk with love, he’s oblivious...
Will you give me some of your sweetness?”
“I have none,” he says, unaware of his richness,
You know what love is?
It is all kindness, generosity,
Disharmony prevails when you confuse lust with love,
While the distance between the two is endless,
This Love is a King...
But his banner is hidden,
The Koran speaks the Truth...
But its miracle is concealed,
Love has pierced with its arrow the heart of every lover...
Blood flows but the wound is invisible,
In your absence, tears prevent me,
You watch me My Beloved on each sleepless night...
And only You see the difference,
Looking at my life...
I see that only Love has been my soul’s companion,
From deep inside my soul cries out...
Do not wait, surrender for the sake of Love,
If you can’t smell the fragrance...
Don’t come into the garden of Love,
If you’re unwilling to undress...
Don’t enter into the stream of Truth,
Stay where you are...
Don’t come our way,
All year round the lover is mad...
Unkempt, lovesick and in disgrace,
Without love there is nothing but grief...
In love, what else matters?
Love is our Mother and the way of our Prophet...
Yet it is in our nature to fight with Love,
We can’t see you, mother...
Hidden behind dark veils...
Woven by ourselves,
Do you want to enter paradise?
To walk the path of Truth,
You need the grace of God,
We all face death in the end...
But on the way, be careful...
Never to hurt a human heart!
Do you know what the music is saying?
Come follow me and you will find the way,
Your mistakes can also lead you to the Truth...
When you ask, the answer will be given.
The Master who’s full of sweetness is so drunk with love, he’s oblivious...
Will you give me some of your sweetness?”
“I have none,” he says, unaware of his richness,
You know what love is?
It is all kindness, generosity,
Disharmony prevails when you confuse lust with love,
While the distance between the two is endless,
This Love is a King...
But his banner is hidden,
The Koran speaks the Truth...
But its miracle is concealed,
Love has pierced with its arrow the heart of every lover...
Blood flows but the wound is invisible,
