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Song Of The Restless Stream

The world its Ramadan will end,
The lover's Id,
The feast of love, O call him, friend!
For love is Id.

But love has melted me like snow,
A waterfall,
As restless as the summer streams
I sleepless go!

O, call him gently, friend, O call!
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