Sing O' my mind of the love of man and God
Much like Hallaj did -- that martyr of mystical love,
Who died at the Abassind's hand and called --
"a threat to the state" for saying in trance
"Ana al Haq (I am Truth)"
I wish to sing along the same tunes
For in life there is no charm
Its love, bitter and words, hollow
But will they, the Abassinds of the Day
Kill me? Or rather not let me sing?
Killing is better than the strangle ...
For as long as I remain, let me sing...
Sing songs of love
Till You remain and I vanish in You
And before they come to strangle
"Kill me, my faithful friends,
For in my being killed is my life"
As Hallaj said.