3 months 2 weeks ago
Let the lament of this lonely bulbul pierce the hearts of all,Arouse the hearts of the sleeping, with this my clarion call.Transfused with fresh blood, a new compact of faith we'll sign.Let our hearts thirst again for a sip of the vintage wine.What if the pitcher be Persian, from Hejaz is the wine I serve.What if the song be Indian, it is Hejazi in its verve.
0
⚖0
▼ Source
source
(Singh, p. 58) | Variant:"May hearts be torn by the voice of this solitary Nightingale,May hearts be awakening through the sound of this same bell.That is, may hearts become alive again through a new promise of faithfulness,May hearts again thirst for thi

CivilSimian.com created by AxiomaticPanic, CivilSimian, Kalokagathia