I have come again to Khurraman to die before you, where can I go without you, O my repentance, I am broken, where do I flee from you , I sit in my heart, where do I flee from you , O light of both eyes, without you, how can I see him, tie my neck, tie my neck, where do I flee from you , O soul of the drunken soul, O treasure of the poor from your heart, I am not detached from you, where do I flee from you , I am like a dry earth, your grace is a cloud and a cloud, you are my face. Where am I fleeing from You, O Blessed One?
