Hurrah lovers of good tidings, may this separation not reach the beloved friend, may God bless you, you were a god
in the place of dust, you made a secret journey when you reached man, hurry to reach this end, make a
journey, make a journey to the sky, you are beside the torn, may God grant the liberation
of a soul facing the west, a soul facing the east, a soul facing the highest throne, that you do
not look at any beggar from the light of the saints, that you are special to us, do not sell yourself cheaply, that You are very precious, you are alone
, that when you are in Khyber, you are like a lion, I am your
captive, like a deer to the world, that you have fished, that you are afraid of liberation?
I am sorry for you, I pray to God , you separated me from everyone, dont separate me from myself
