O companions, sing songs of joy for me too, sing my songs of celebration too.

What if the physical body could not come — offer the flowers of awareness instead.

She keeps pleading and making heartfelt requests.

Crying again and again, she sighs deeply in pain.

O companions, let me sit together with you too.

What does it matter if the physical body could not come?

Though I came as dust, my consciousness arrived there.

O companions, preserve my honor as well.

Sing the songs of joy for me as well, O companions.

O companions, help unite me with the Divine Husband as well.

O companions, seat me too in the bridal palanquin.