Humera Sultana (Hyderabad, India.)
To Makkah, to Makkah, to do an umra
To drink some zamzam
And cool my soul's humdrum
To go around Kaaba
To soak in the tears of TAUBA
To kiss the black stone
And feel all the pain gone
A dream to brush past the wings of some angel
A wish to hear an angel whisper..
'You are cleansed, you are cleansed, you are cleansed, my dear! '
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