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I open my notebook to discuss my case***, agate mixed with henna
I read a page of a case written in tears and blood***
I was created as I am now, my soul is floating in the sky
My turban is interwoven with my veins*** My olive trees are watered with blood
Oh Jerusalem, my beloved ***, a star shining in the sky
O qibla (Prayer of the Prophet Imam)
Oh Jerusalem, my love, my morning and evening star
I read a page of a case written in tears and blood***
I was created as I am now, my soul is floating in the sky
My turban is interwoven with my veins*** My olive trees are watered with blood
Oh Jerusalem, my beloved ***, a star shining in the sky
O qibla (Prayer of the Prophet Imam)
Oh Jerusalem, my love, my morning and evening star
From my words
Your brother Abu Uday Dawood
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