Any soul that drank the nectar of your passion was lifted.
From that water of life he is in a state of elation.
Death came, smelled me, and sensed your fragrance instead.
From then on, death lost all hope of me.
Molana is referring to his eternal love for his creator. Nothing else.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice inspirational piece :)