1. To the ascetics of this world
The gardens of eternity yearn

2. Servants whose sins
To the Merciful have cried

3. Their desire and awe led them
And so they flowed

4. The world was kind to them
Yet they did not bend

5. Upon them when met
Serenity and devotion

6. What remains of their service
Are specters and offerings

7. They imagine as sleep pulls
Their necks into its drunkenness

8. And they arise, unable to express
What they have tasted

9. Crying out to God
As tears stream down

10. Our Master, free us
For your emancipation is freedom

11. Our Master, deliver us
When legs are exposed

12. Our Master of sovereignty, is there
Any release from what has bound us

13. For around our necks are burdens
Of sins like shackles

14. We hoped in you, and none who hoped
In you has ever been disappointed

15. We feared you, and you forgive
As hearts flutter