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This slave remains in the admirer,
He begs for your mercy,
He has become a stranger in the world,
Allah my heart calls you.
Assigns to whoever asks. There is a widow,
I don't know anyone else but you,
It is idolatry,
Allah my heart calls you.
The truth is garden. His wife is beautiful,
I don't want your paradise,
My request belongs to the Owner,
Allah my heart calls you.
If you don't have a face in heaven,
Huri's face is sad,
Your light shines on her face,
Allah my heart calls you.
This one of yours is fainter than me,< br/>His heart was gloomy,
He is the prey of the old wolf,
Allah my heart calls you.
The slave's love is weak It's okay,
It complains to you,
The dream writer is helpless,
Allah my heart calls you.
This stays with me. r is in the fan,
He begs for your mercy,
He has become a stranger in this world,
Allah my heart calls you.