You bestowed me a very good mind, my Lord, for, it wants to know about you and propels my thirsty soul to drink the nectar of your love.
I know that it is only your blessing that has nourished my body:
There are many, who live a wretched life and I know how painful it is to live like that.
But what is this vacuum in my heart? Why there is a feeling of disgust and incompleteness?
Speak, my Lord, and bless me!
Take away this scorching heat of dead silence and fill the air with your music. Give me your love.
Unable to enjoy your love, I am feeling more wretchedness though you gave me everything.