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Pouring Raindrops By Majid Dodeen

Oh, my fate and soulmate in every trip and travel
Oh, my beloved and dearest companion in the journey of a lifetime.
Oh, my sweetheart, lifelines, and oxygen when I breathe in and out.
Oh, my intimate friend here and in the hereafter
I pray that you will be my queen in paradise
In the house of eternity and immortality
The dwelling of Heaven, by Allah's mercy, forever.
(In a seat of honor near a Sovereign, Perfect in Ability.)
"On gold-encrusted couches;
Reclining on them, arrayed face to face"
You are the chastity and purity, even purer
Listen to me and hear the glad news attentively
Raindrops commence pouring heavily
Rain showers of spiritual pearls and jewels
Touching the surface of the earth with love and tenderness
Convey the sweetest, wisest, and best lessons
Instilling loyalty and closeness to every contemplating figure
Every intelligent and significant mind
Bountiful Rain and fruitful life for every grateful
Get closer sweetie; let us walk hand in hand in the rain.
Brings and unites us together with our best and wisest destiny.
Do you hear the pitter-patter of falling rain?
Do you smell the petrichor of rain showers?
It flows and seeps deeply into our souls.
Dribbles and drops whisper deep down.
With them, the light of the dawn breaks and shines
Dew sprays like perfume fragrance.
Come closer! Hands entwine and breaths embraced together.
And along with the spaces, large swaths and paths
We watch the flowers bloom and blossom.
Roses flourish quietly and emerge like suns and moons.
We hear whispers of melodies played by the sound of rain.
Fresh from balanced strings spread
Come closer, there is no fear of a roaring wind.
With you, every sadness vanishes.
Every tension is defeated.
All worries die out and commit suicide
Smile! Oh, Lady of the Rose.
The face of the joy
Glory lover.
Handle my pains, agonies and treat my sleeplessness
How it is delicious to pass away between your neck and torso
Isn't he a martyr who drowns in the pretty river?
Isn't he a martyr who is swallowed up by the waves of the sea?

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