In The Shallow Bays Of Love

Your wedding night has been set, "happy" wedding.
The moment you go to Ukba, don't think you are far from us,
Mawla is pleased with you, may your grave be filled with light,
You offered love, you left the love of roses from your essence,
You are the way to God, the crown of ingenuity.

Didn't you twist my wrist in this game of love?
Didn't you bleed my heart with a tongue wound and ripped it to pieces?
I am the bright tulip of the heart's field while a thousand floors of sleet is falling,
In the shallow bays of love, I am a noble slave who tastes patience by sip.