Translation:
Official translation
Release yourselves, O nightingales of God, from the thorns and brambles of wretchedness and misery
Abstract:
Addresses the ‘nightingales of God’, announcing the blooming of a ‘new flower’ in the ‘rose-garden of changeless splendour’, calling them to detach themselves from the world and to taste ‘the abandonment of enraptured love’, and warning them of the fleeting nature of their opportunity.
