Give my regards, O Mar, and tell her
I wonder if my heart loves and cherishes her
For my heart, howdy
I’m still in Al Wasl, always intending to
O Khuda, without you, what should we do?
Ways to remove the fire we carry
Makoy and the lover, Tayyab Kawi
I wanted a bird to fly and meet it
Jet was a bird
End my greetings, with the dawn we walk
For the blacks of Miami, my heart wants to fly
It extinguishes a fire. How do we connect it?
The wound of the mind began to bleed profusely
My worries depended on her to carry me
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Thanks for her concerns
To whom do we complain, I blame her more
The loss of my reproach in a secretive heart
My torment has ruined its sentences
Please, O soul upon whom I am concerned
Don’t worry about peace of mind
