The pious souls are attaining peace
The martyrs’ graveyards are blooming
Saaqi is awaiting me on the day
The days of longing are over
The world jostles to catch my glimpse
Has the beloved arrived too?
How much do I owe you mother
I find peace in your lap
My body is stained with blood
The patient of love has arrived at your doorstep
I have reached my destiny, finally
The beloved is impatient to meet me!