Dear Friend, let me plunge in the sea of love,
Let me sink into that sea and walk on.
Let both worlds become my sphere where I can
Delight in the mystic glee and walk on.
Let me become the nightingale that sings
A soul freed from the dead body’s yearnings;
Let me bury my head in my two Hands,
Take the path to unity and walk on.
Thank heaven, I saw the Friend’s lovely face
And drank the wine of the lovers embrace.
It severs me from you-it’s a disgrace
I’ll abandon this city and walk on.
Yunus drifts in the throes of love’s torture:
Of all woes, his is the worst to endure.
For my distress only you hold the cure,
I,11 ash for that remedy and walk on.