Qyazzirah Syeikh Ariffin
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You shot me on the heart, set me on fire,
The only rose of my fate, sweet musk-scented hair.
My enshrouding Sphere, you bestow abundantly,
Wings of the angel lay down for you on the way to the Lote -Tree.
The Station of Two-Bows Length, the highest peak of all,
You are the breath of the original nature, the cosmos lofty call.