Torture me by what Thou want
Translation: Salma Helali
Torture me by what Thou want
save sending me away from Thee.
Thou will find me the truest fond
of Thee, and pleased by what Thou see
Let Thee take the spark of soul
that Thou has left inside of me.
No good shall be in love, at all,
if love still spares the life in me.
Who could help me pining my soul
for His sake-That charming deer
The grace in Him seizes my all
mixes with lives, and gets them near.
Whoever dies in loving Him,
will live ascending day by day
among whose passions are akin.
In highest ranks they shall stay.
Glory to Allah how so sweet
His attributes are very much!
How they've ceased hearts' beat,
or made the dead alive such.
If He conceals Himself from sights,
each part of me beholds him clear
in every tranquil gentle bright
chanting that fills us with cheer.
In that sound of a tuneful lute
when it's played softly along
with that peaceful dulcet flute
united with a melodious song.
Torture me by what Thou want
Translation: Salma Helali
Torture me by
anything Thou want
but not
sending me away from
thee
Still Thou will
find in me the
most devoted lover,
who is
delighted by anything that pleases thee.
Take the last spark of life
which Thou have left
Because no good in love if it keeps on life.
Who could help me pining my soul
in adoring a graceful deer,
Mixing with souls, whose merits are delightful.
Whoever dies in loving Him,
will live high above
Among the
adorers in the loftiest ranks.
Glory to Allah,
how beautiful His attributes are!
How they have killed and revived souls!
If He hides,
each part of my body beholds him;
in each serene soft amusing chanting,
in the sound of the lute (uad)
and dulcet flute (nai),
when they harmonize with melodious singing.
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