An entire lifetime we have remained captives
in our own cage.
This much is clear: we cannot stay settled
in this trap.
O Beloved, cast a glance our way;
have mercy,
for we are the poor and destitute
of Your lane.
O auspicious master, you who pay no
attention to us,
through your love our hearts grow young,
however old we may be.
Ever since your sun-like love brought light
to the house of the heart
our minds have been at peace,
far from both cleric and king.
Once we heard Gabriel’s call
at the tavern door,
we became strangers to the melodies and songs
of the world.
Come back and take this self away,
that only You might remain:
We’ve been weary and fed up with our own existence
for such a long time.
We’ve washed our hands of everything
that You might bestow light:
We’ve surrendered our heads on Your path
and lie ready to die at Your feet.