Ilahis

Oh righteous , do not condemn us
Our tongue says the name of Hakk (Truth/Lord)
Don’t tell myths about us,
Our path reaches to His Excellency

We are on the path of the Halvetis
We withdraw and go towards the Lord
We make the 'greater struggle'
Our sublime one is Imam Ali (kv)

Whoever entered this path
Has reached Hasan Basri (ks)
Every daybreak his wird* is read
Our Pir is Seyyid Yahya (ks)

The paths of the saints are many
We have accepted all of them
Let them call us crazy
Our crazy is better than the well behaved.

The one who practices Tevhid (unity) can’t be crazy
The one who says “Allah” can’t be destitute
Every daybreak it opens and never fades,
Our rose reaches spring.

We can’t be counted on the fingers
We can’t be annihilated by breaking
Just by asking from our outside
No one can know the state of ours

O Muhyi (ks), the ihsan(grace)is bestowed upon you
If you are a lover, gratitude is by the heart
Elif Allah, Mim Muhammed
Our indication is under our guise.

* Wird is the litany of ayats, hadith and supplications of certain Pirs read periodically each week by the dervish.