My body is weary, my soul torn apart,
From the separation, O Messenger (PBUH), You have stolen my heart.
My heart, once alive, now a wandering thing,
All for the sins, O Messenger (PBUH), to You I cling.

A thought so deep, a longing so pure,
I am but a poor soul, longing for a cure.
For Your blessed mark, Your guiding grace,
I seek to follow, O Messenger (PBUH), in Your embrace.

From the veil of doubt, I now stand in awe,
Once lost in sin, now in Your mercy, I withdraw.
I am regretful, regretful, ever so torn,
O Messenger (PBUH), in Your presence, I am reborn.

In the arms of intercession, may I find grace,
Forgiving my sins, in Your blessed place.
Do not let me be denied the sacred cup,
For with You, O Messenger (PBUH), my soul will rise up.

— Translated by Jamil Hussain, Sung by Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan

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