kobita

Excuse me, O goal of my life

Excuse me, O goal of my life

and forgive me, the errors of my life,

and pardon me

I couldn't have wounded

your heart, oh my heart

but Paradise is calling me

and wants me

Excuse me, and don't say

that I separated myself from you

How can I separate myself

from the one who cared

for me in this world

How can I make you cry, when you are

the one most precious to my soul and eye?

You are more precious than

the day which my heart loves

and you are the one who can

understand me most

If you knew all the facts

you couldn't blame me

The Muslim's humiliation is called peace

and the arabs are heedless and asleep

Mother, here is the

little child under the rubble

And his grieving mother

screaming for help

Mother, I can't let

this humiliation go on

And I can't let a crused infidel

disgrace my sister

I don't want the women of this world

I want the women of Paradise

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