Drinking on the same river
Where lions quench your thirst
They say about eagles and vultures
Plunged its beak into the same carcass
And reconciliation - between one another,
In the presence of carrion - dead carcasses
Oh Love, the gentle hand
curb my desire
Excite hunger and thirst
will people's lives and pride,
Do not let the strong appetite keeps bothering
Eat the bread and drink the wine
Tease me this weak
Let the hunger bite me,
Let thirst burns me,
Let me die and perish,
Before I lifted my hand
For a cup that you do not fill,
And bowls are not you bless
(From 'The Forerunner))