Aziz and Gaffar were the one
Who first poured me your wine
Made me addicted to it
Made me ask for more
Made me spark and shine
I stored a little of theirs
Bought some fresh from you
And served a little more
With an added flavor of mine
Such is the status of my life
Yes I obeyed Syed Gaffar
I drank the forbidden drink
Also stole and hid something
I drank my anger
Hiding my prostrations
I stole your blessings
You know I am not like the living dead
I am a drunkard more than alive
Such is the status of my life

Right before I could ask
I was rejected already
Its coz,
Every time that I have praised you
I have asked for my wishes to come true
For each of my prostrations
I have asked for favors in return from you
Such a hard lesson I have learnt
Getting apart from you
That I won’t eat of the heavenly tree again
Even if you allow me to,
Judge my faithfulness
After knowing all your secrets
I still keep saying just like Aziz
I am a drunkard, not your scribe
Such is the status of my life

Just a bit of honesty was it that I showed you
And you loved me for it so much,
All my sins and flaws you overlooked
I am in love with your style
But a bit of dishonesty of mine
Puts me into depression and anxiety
Refreshing my ignorant memories
Coz I am drunk more than alive
Such is the status of my life

Hurt me once again,
Reward me once again
For don’t let the fire in me douse
Don’t let my goose bumps relax
Don’t make me leave your house
I agree, I said many things
Heard Saw and understood many things
I memorized and wrote a few things
I realized when I read the Quran
I actually copied of you everything

Coz,
The limit at...