Parishaan

I came into this world with no possessions

Awarded only a yearning heart

All those who came before me have returned to the dust

And it is from this dust which I have been created

O beloved, when will you arrive

I cannot bear one moment of this separation

Lucky are those who are on your path

Lucky are those who place their head at your feet

I am even willing to surrender my heart

To those whose hearts hold your love

Even if you have a crown and sit at a throne

In the end you will have nothing

Even if you are destined for great riches

In the end you will return to the dust