One more song!
About the true lover,
Pour the wine, O habibi!
Fill the cup of the heart!
Sing, tambourine,
Keep the heart strong,
Look at the full moon,
Come until dawn!
Play the harp and sing,
Your lover has come,
Why are you sad,
Look at His cheerful face.
Queen of the night walks,
Through the sky slowly,
Why are you empty-handed?
Take the cup, my friend!
Love seems easy but,
Ah ! so intertwined,
Ya Rabana crush the fire!
Pour the wine of grace, amen.
The wine is from God,
Holy love, pure grace,
The true right that poured out,
In the prison of the mortal world.
The grace is born,
With Ahmad, oh friend,
Comes on the wind of destiny,
Which blows from the Garden.
Song one more song!
About the true lover,
Pour the wine, habibi!
Fill the cup of the heart!