By Your touch, stones melt.
Why then, should not my heart melt too?

By Your joy, the world becomes intoxicated,
and intense distress and hunger vanish.

I shall not desire anything.
Your touch bestows everything.

I shall not take anything,
but wish You may take me.

When offering my "I" feeling
I take Your shelter
and from my eyes, tears flow uncontrollably.

Whatever You wish to do, do it.
I shall not oppose.
Whatever You may desire, maintain that thought.
I shall not worry.

Just keep me in Your mind,
and mercifully look at me.
Do not break this thread of love.