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Ah me! oft do I feel such pangs of separation from my Beloved that I am like to die unless I see Him.
Maiden, hearken to the tale of my agony; I am restless without my Beloved.
In my yearning desire for the Beloved I break into song day and night; I pour out my woes like the nightingale.
Ah me! Who will bring me to my Beloved? Who will show me His path and console my heart?
Dadu says: 0 Lord, let me see Thy face, even for a moment, and be blessed.
(Dadu)
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