You are my soul and my world, what shall I do with soul and world?

You are my flowing treasure, what shall I do with profit and loss?

One moment I am the companion of wine, one moment I am the companion of roast meat

When I am in this ruined era, what shall I do with the cycle of time?

I have fled from all creation, I have been released from all

Neither am I hidden nor have I seen, what shall I do with existence and place?

I am intoxicated from your union, I have no regard for created beings

When you are my prey and my quarry, what shall I do with arrow and bow?

When I am in the pursuit, where shall I go, what water shall I seek?

What can be said, what shall I say in description of this flowing stream?

When I have placed the head of existence, what burden of straw shall I bear?

When the wolf has become my shepherd, what shall I bear the coquetry of the shepherd?

What a pleasure is love, what an intoxication, when the cup is in the palm of the hand!

Blessed is the place where you have sat, blessed is that eye of the soul!

From you, every particle is a world, from you, every drop is like a soul

When it has found a trace of you, what shall it do with name and sign?

For the sake of the surpassing jewel, in the pursuit of the sea of truths

When one must go with the head, what shall I do with running feet?

With the weapon of Oneness, you struck our path

You have taken all my belongings, what shall I give to the tax collector?

From the ray of the shining moon, from the curve of the twisted tress

My heart has become light, O soul, give that heavy cup

Do not look at suffering and tribulation, look at love and devotion

Do not look at tyranny and injustice, look at the hundred who are looking

Give the title of grace to sorrow, make joy from sorrow and pain

From this good, seek relief and safety and security

Seek safety and security, choose the heavy corner

Hear the path of the mouth, do not open the path of the mouth