With the eyes of the morning and the rays bright
Yes, from there it comes the beauty of light
The stars and the moons are created by Them
They complete the orders and everything is right
The waters to flow and the winds to blow
The universe is managed and gave us the sight
They gave us the weathers and gave us the soils
The earth is get danced to give days and nights
Yes, when life is too short to keep us laughing
Then why do we quarrel and why do we fight?
You must thank the Almighty for all His threads
Since we all are puppets and life is a kite
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