My Eyes Pour Out Tears -Bulleh Shah

He left me, and himself he departed;
What fault was there in me?
Neither at night nor in the day do I sleep in peace;
My eyes pour out tears!
Sharper than swords and spears are the arrows of love!
There is no one as cruel as love;
This malady no physician can cure
There is no peace, not for a moment,
So intense is the pain of separation!
O Bullah, if the Lord were to shower
His grace, My days would radically change!
He left me, and himself he departed.
What fault was there in me?