When I was alone, I was crazy, crazily looking for you,
Now that I have finally found you, I am still crazy,
Still crazily in love with you,
And I am dumbfounded, verily, for I am crazy,
Why wouldn't you notice me,
Crazily counting days,
Of me being in love with you?
Why wouldn't you shower me,
With your nectar,
Healing me from my pain?
For this madness, that plagues my mind,
I can barely bear it no more,
And I am as crazy, as a madman can be,
That the world doesn't look the way it used to be,
Now that I have found you, I wonder, am I crazy
To have my heart offered to you selflessly,
Even when I know, that your eyes are not on me,
Is it worth it to offer myself to you, lady?
Is it worth it to hope, that
Your name is written
With mine inside the Luh Mahfuz,
Just like Fatimah's name,
Written for Ali?
Is it worth it, or is it just a waste?
My soul is aching, my heart is breaking,
Yet all I can see, is that the world is laughing,
At my foolishness, like a bad dream,
In which I am the clown, victimized by the queen?
Verily, my heart is breaking,
And I am crazy, crazy for you, my queen.