No voice (enlightenment) is coming either from wilderness or the tavern( of wisdom),

People appear to have been driven to insanity in the city.

All my convictions dissipate like mist without you,

Your presence moulds my dreams into reality.

Sometimes it seems even to me that my desires are infantile,

That I can bury them deep in the heart, at times, just by persuasion.

Whatever be his power, “Khalid’ refuses to bow in the face of it,

Such is the power of Love that I posses, (which prevents me from committing transgressions).