> Nor can I rebel or do much,
Pedaling zikr under Ramadhan
Repeating the powerful prayer of life
Deep in fatigue.
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> I am a weak soul exposed to sin
Want to wash away longing in the silence of the world with the drizzle and moonlit stars dancing slowly down my shoulders.

> Then came a gentle girl
Come in my soul mate
Describing trips about our meetings,
The earth trembles the wind rumbling
Like my heart.




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>So I chant a passion to the owner of all owners
Above the end of this Ramadan
Fill this empty cup with a sip of red wine
That led me through the blacks live on their own.
And we are happy owners of it.