A sufi song from the Nimatullahi order based in Sweden.
The lyrics mean:
“my heart will not be still
it is trapped in his noose
if it does not perish in this passion
it is because of the master’s grace
his pain is the real cure
heart ache and burning has no end
if the burning continues,
it is because of the master’s grace
oh Lord make me more of a lover
make me give up my intellect
do believe me, if I am sincere
it is because of the master’s grace
I do not seek drunkenness
i have nothing in hand
if i do not possess any existance
it is because of the master’s grace“
I shall throw out wisdom
And begin madness
If i succeed to destroy alienation in the world
it is because of the master’s grace
i am afflicted with pain and have given up my heart
not concnered with anything,
In short, If i have lost myself
it is because of the master’s grace
“I am a poor wretched soul