I roam the wilderness in darkness pitch black
Looking for Love and care of my beloved
The children of the village make fun of me
The people think I am lost to insanity
I have tried to explain it to all the people I know
The lover with unrequited wishes is like one without air
I grope around in the darkness looking for your loving presence
The abrasions from manifold thorns do not feel painful anymore
What is more painful is the thousands of unrequited wishes
That keep pushing me to the ends of the world
The fakir asks me to abandon all expectations
And earn your love with due diligence
I am willing to travel all the uncharted territories
To nurse my wounds in your loving arms
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