O, scholar of the virtue,
Caressing hearts sultan
Who lost in the love ocean...
Great mystic fulling to the point of overflowing...
Come on, let's inform about love once more.
To the humanity that feel absence of
Peace, friendship, love.
Let them treat brotherhood with great respect.
Remedy the hopelessness of young generations
Who should be faraway from struggles...
Have their hearts to beat for only love...
Hold our hands for the last time Mevlana,
Make us the dervishes of the love religion.
O, moral sun....
Let us find darlings in our hearts,
Open the curtains of heart doors part away.
Make darkness turn light,
Have the men to won with the name of God regreting.
Call again. and say come...come...
Poem: Can AKIN
Translated by: Nilufer DURSUN
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