|If the stars have strayed—To whom do the heavens belong, You or Me?|
Why must I worry about the world—To whom does this world belong, You or Me?
|If the Placeless Realm offers no lively scenes of passion and longing,|
Whose fault is that, my Lord?—Does that realm belong to You or to me?
|On the morning of eternity he dared to say 'No',|
But how would I know why—Is he Your confidant, or is he mine?
|Muhammad is Yours, Gabriel is Yours, the Qur'an is Yours—|
But this discourse, this exposition in melodious tunes, is it Yours or is it mine?
|Your world is illuminated by the radiance of the same star|
Whose loss was the fall of Adam, that creature of earth, was it Yours or mine?
Translated by: Mustansir Mir