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The face of David shone radiant upon the earth, The mountains before him began to lament. The mountain became a companion alongside David, Both musicians, drunk with love of the King. "O mountains, echo back" — the command came, And both became harmonious in voice and in key. It said: "O David, you have known separation, For My sake you have severed yourself from companions. O solitary stranger, left without companion, The fire of longing has flared up from your heart. You desire musicians, qawwāls, and intimate friends — The Ancient One will bring mountains before you, Will make a musician, a qawwāl, a surnā-player To traverse the winds before you — So that you may know to whom lamentation is permitted: The walī has lamentations without lips or teeth. The melody of the parts of that pure-bodied one Reaches the ear of his sense at every breath. His companions cannot hear, but he hears — Blessed is the soul that believes in his unseen nature. He sees within his own breath a hundred conversations, While his companion has caught not a single scent of it. A hundred questions and a hundred answers in your heart Arrive from the Placeless to your dwelling place. You hear it, but those ears do not hear it, Even if they bring their ears close beside you. Granted, O deaf one, that you yourself do not hear it — But since you have seen its likeness, how can you not believe?