A Beautiful Persian Song

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"How beautiful is the pain whose remedy is You,

How beautiful is the path whose end is You,

How lovely is the eye that sees Your face,

How magnificent is the sovereignty of the King that is You,

You are the heart of the Dervish, You are the master of its soul

It is intoxicated with You, O Lord, for You are the master of its soul

When my head spins like a ball in the field and rolls, My heart does not break its covenant nor does it turn

So if this is the time of the fearful, I will sit until this era passes and time turns"

"Say to the sheep in your secrecy when you intend to slaughter it, Today you are slaughtered and tomorrow I am.
Both of us will be consumed.

My blood and your blood, my suffering and yours is the essence that nourishes the tree of existence.'"

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