26th of September not an ordinary day
I cherish this day more thousand years
Your birthday - How shall I love it not?
The day you born with the fate -
Of being mine, the light in darkness
The girl, many centuries I longed for
Arrived on 26 in soft cold of autumn
With small then, feet, hands and eyes
That I love most in this world now
Had not taken tiny star of the past
Of look moon like now O Abrar?
She is the angel of my thoughts
The queen of my soul and sorrows
Every song that I want chant here,
Is of her soul, and of her beauty too
May Allah bless with every blessing?
On her birthday, on my day of fate
I had been, How fortune I wonder?
Here, dawn broke from darken sky
To take me up to the heavens, on
26th of September day of the tryst
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