Allow me to see you before I die of love...
...My blood is cooling inside my body;
Bouquets of roses that I have kept ready for you...
...are fading in my hands;
I hear the storms blowing violently...
...I've already felt like leaving...
...letting the wind randomly carry my baggage;
I planned to travel to the other world to see you...
...but will you open the door!
I fancy I'm chasing you in my imagination...
...Chanting your name...
...and drawing your portrait...
...on the walls of my heart...
...and feeling your word pulsating in my soul;
Allow me to see you before I die...
...but please do it fast -
Wow! My soul has suddenly started reverberating...
... with sweet divine Saaz,
Now, I want to lie on the green carpet of my heart...
...and hear the divine Saaz.
Mykoul
¹. Saaz: A musical instrumenit.
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