loli manz bo karay goor goor
I'll
rock you in my arms !
O my pearl, do not forsake
me.
Your beauty's rising fame
Filled me with a mad longing
To beg at your door.
Just one glance from you
Sent me into love's consuming
flames,
Like one tumbling down
the skies.
O ravishing moon, don't
hide yourself !
I pray some oid job tempts
you out,
So that we see your radiant
form.
How much like Sheereen or
Badwaljamal,
Or a hourie emerging from
Paradise,
With pearls gleaming on
a swans's neck !
At dawn you came to the
purling stream,
With beauty's noose slung
on your arm,
And trapped the thief of
love !
I'll lie in wait for you
in the deepest woods,
Kneel at your feet under
the jessamine bush -
My Forest of Najd and Mount
Sinai !
Mahjoor is languishing for
your love,
And shall offer whatever
you ask.
Pray you too show equal
faith !
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