The mysterious tunes I hear coming from the unseen,
At midnight, when I meditate in silence;
It appears as if some angel is softly singing in his flight;
My heart and my soul hearken to that holy voice;
Perhaps, this melodious voice is coming from God's paradise,
Of innocent houris singing in the shade of the trees of paradise;
They sing of the vivacious and elegant glories of lord;
As I listen to this sweet voice divine...
My worlds of distress and alarms disappear;
The tune of this charming and heavenly voice...
Resonates in my soul for long;
As I roam on earth, many long nights and days...
I hark with a wonderful thirst for voice divine,
And earth's boring music cannot ever replace...
The heavenly music that is descending in liquid flow.
MyKoul
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