Before the wings of the starry night steals me from you
Sing to me tonight!
Sing to me tonight before the ice melt on the mountains-
Sing to me tonight- before the shore of the sultry sea merges into nothingness
Perhaps - with another shore- or maybe some unknown continent never explored before.
So sing to me tonight, my love!
Sing to me tonight before I endlessly weep
And beat my grieving chest with the chains of indifference -
Shed some unwanted tears
And beg the LORD OF THE LAND –
the MIGHTY LORD OF THE LAND to forgive my people
For a crime never being committed.
Farid Gul, June 20, 2014, Peshawar