O brothers and sisters,
Let's be emotional,
Let's escape,
From the chains of time.
Let's sit, friends,
On the Throne of sovereignty,
Let's all rise up,
From the desire to depart.
Let's not choose,
Habib except Him,
Let's not sit here,
With the humiliated.
O Allah, flood your servant's heart,
Indeed I am very grateful to You.
Don't be sad, friend,
From this fanciful world,
Pour me the wine of joy,
In the cup of my heart.
I am a prisoner,
A prisoner of good fortune,
Not only abstinence,
Not asceticism.
When times change,
Comes with violence,
And seeing the rudeness,
I never resisted.
O Allah, the flood of your servant's heart,
Indeed I am very grateful to You.
My heart is full of cotton candy,
And so very cheerful,
Have been divorced three times,
That world, so happy.
Drunk with true lust,
Can't explain,
What's in the heart,
Unimaginable.
Let's not choose,
Habib except Him,
Let's not sit here,
With the humiliated.
(Break)
O Allah, your servant's heart floods,
Indeed I am very grateful to You.
Your servant's heart always sings,
With his beautiful and melodious voice.
Your servant's heart becomes full,
With Your sugar and sweets

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