Because my heart wants to love,
I carry love around my neck,
As a holy girdle thread,
Because I and love are united,
I am the essence oflove and love is the essence of I,
Sometimes love grows like a chinār,
Sometimes love blooms like a flower,
Love is ingrained in my soul,
Sometimes love descends on my heart,
And runs away with my heart,
My job becomes too difficult,
At losing of my heart,
A great calamity befalls me,
I become a heartless lover,
So I begin to groan and moan,
What happened? What happened?
My soul asks me,
Do not complain for your loss,
Give thanks to your lord,
Giving away your heart is needed,
To tie a nuptial knot with your beloved
Mykoul
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