pale gray clouds swept,
whether it will rain tonight?
or just overcast prolonged,
accompany the soul in the way?
Souls longing for the mother,
Forgive Mother,
until now I have not given proper affection,
affection as the ocean,
cool as the dew that you devote dusk until your age,
you remain firm and sturdy by always exclaim: Astaghfirullah....
Astaghfirullah.....
I was among the pieces of your heart,
peace in the arms of your love,
I was among all the flaws,
soul never regret one bit.
Hope you are always happy,
when fruit touch your heart with a fragrance of prayer ...
Mother I hope you always happy.
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