They beat a hundred drums in our hearts, we will hear their sound tomorrow.
Cotton in the ears and hair in the eyes, worry about tomorrow and the whisper of madness.
Set the fire of love to this cotton, like Hallaj and the people of purity.
Why do you keep fire and cotton? These two are opposites, and opposites do not last.
Since the meeting with love is near, become beautiful for the day of meeting.
Our death is joy and meeting; if it is mourning for you, then leave here.
Since this world is our prison, the destruction of prisons is a celebration.
If his prison is so delightful, how would the assembly of the world be?
Do not seek loyalty in this prison, for here loyalty did not remain loyal.