Sitting fixed on the prayer rug
Gundah floating thought of the future
What will I be!
The same time will be an illusion and change softly
God, always you where I kneel, hope and pity
Do you hear my instincts
The language of honey will be dream and happy
Where else I complain
I feel human is useless
Sajadah where I kiss Your love
Intermediate hearts with your destiny line
Still is the time left to embrace happiness
Sometimes dropped in please
But this heart still adores you
You are the one who moves your heart also who can strengthen the heart
Show me the way
When all the streets ahead are too dark and dreary for me to pass.
With me
@aa9