(Poem 18 of 18)
SaaDe
Val MukhDa MoD Ve
Turn your face toward me, my dear one,
Turn your face toward me!
It is
you who inserted the hook in me,
It is you who pulls the cord.
Turn your face toward me!
The call
to prayer came from your throne in heaven,
The sound reverberated in Mecca.
Turn your face toward me!
Says
Bulla, I will not die,
Though someone else may.
Turn your face toward me!
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