Without the presence of my beloved by my side, all these comfortable beds, mansions and other colourful forms look frightening like the angels/demons of death.
Without the Lord, all modes of singing, their melodies, musical instruments and other episodes spreading knowledge touch the body as sharp arrows pierce the heart.
Without dear beloved, all delicious dishes, comfort-giving beds and other pleasures of various kind look like poison and horrible fire.
Just as a fish has no other aim than living in the company of its beloved water, I have no other purpose of life than living with my beloved Lord. (574)