My spring and summer have passed now,
I do not see a single trace of my youth now,
God, the bestower of life, love and peace!
I used to be your favourite person for these gifts,
O God, when I am reborn, - I would ask you,
Even more blessings in the shape of these gifts!
God, I long to go to your picturesque garden of love,
Where the sky shines with your divine radiance,
Where houris sing melodious songs, and dance,
There I long to sit with your pleasure with Eve...
...under the shadow of that forbidden tree,
Where we shall kiss each other, in a love without pain,
Under cloudless infinities, now obeying all the rules of love,
And enjoy God's beauty, forgetting all sufferings...
...and love to eternity.
MyKoul
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