Скачать или смотреть Bayati Mevlevî Âyini / I. Selam

O King of Beauty, in Your generosity, look upon me,
look upon this poor dervish.

Look upon my state
my wounded and suffering heart.

Even if I am not worthy of Your forgiveness,
do not look at me
look instead at Your own generosity.

O Lord, do not leave me in need in either world.
Raise my head with the crown of poverty.

Within Your sanctuary, make me a confidant of Your secrets.
Turn me away from every path that does not lead to You.

Come, come, for You are the soul of the soul of the soul of the semâ.
Come, Beloved, you are like a cypress walking gracefully in the garden of the semâ.

Come, for the fountain of the sun lies beneath Your shadow.
In the sky of the semâ You possess a thousand stars.