Lyrics: Dana Al Fardan
Music: Dana Al Fardan/Nadim Naaman/Dana Al Fardan and Nadim Naaman
Who’s this creature he seeks? He’s a mad man
What’s he done come to lead him astray?
How they linger alone, all the time, out of sight
He neglects us in favor of Shams
What can he teach him that he doesn’t know yet?
What does he give him that we can’t provide?
Day and night, they retreat when the world’s at his feet
And he’s losing his mind in his prime
He’s dazed and he burns
His howling echoes through these streets
His mind has been turned
By one who sets out to deceive
He has taken leave of his senses
Where’s Mawlānā absorbed the divine?
Now he twirls without end in a frenzied decent
From the pulpit that he occupied
He is enveloped in the flames of Shams’ sorcery. Who will rid us of this menace?
What can they possibly discuss all day and all night?
Sheikh Shams teaches us,
“How we see God is a direct reflection of how we see ourselves”.
So, look at you, full of envy and anger,
spreading offensive lies and rumors about these holy men.
Are you not ashamed?
The whole universe is contained within every human being.
Everything that we see, including things that we despise or abhor,
is present within us.
The devil is not and extraordinary force that attacks from the outside,
it is an ordinary voice within.
If you regret listening to him, that is the way into repentance;
you are on the right path
Their spirits reside
In places that may not be reached
Their souls have taken flight
Towards a realm that can’t be breached
There is honor inside his confinement
My father, he aches for the light
In his practice of Sama
His whole revolves
From his love that brightens the sky
Who’s this creature he seeks? He’s a mad man
What’s he done come to lead him astray?
How they linger alone, all the time, out of sight
He neglects us in favor of Shams
What can he teach him that he doesn’t know yet?
What does he give him that we can’t provide?
Day and night, they retreat when the world’s at his feet
And he’s losing his mind in his prime
My friends, go home and rest. It is late
Please, father, let us sit and talk, together, all of us
There will be plenty to discuss, but not yet. Good night
Your friends grow restless, father
I know
Don’t forget them
Forget them? On the contrary,
soon I will share secrets with them that we never dreamed of discovering
Shams is the sun, he is knowledge
I’m immersed in the light of his mind
He recognizes in me all that I hope to be
For that freedom, I’d give him my life
For my truth I will sacrifice