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OLD                                            ASH UR I. A Wedding Song.

                                                          Thou arc omnipotent, God,
                                                          And my condition cannot be hidden from thee.
                                                          I am enthralled by love,
           BflHRAim                                       And love is a killer. *  *    *

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                                                          1 saw him on God’s Eid Day,
           SOflGS                                         Dressed in the natural beauty God endowed

                                                            him with.
                                                          Shaikh Abdulla killed me,
                                                          And my guarded secret was divulged.

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                                                          1 saw him in his Mejlis,
                                                          And his ten fingernails were hennaed.
                                                          A wild gazelle he was whom I would never give
                                                            up,
                                                          He killed me, and my guarded secret was
                                                            divulged.

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                                                          I saw him washing his eyes,
                                                          With those same eyes he pierced my heart.
                                                           He was so young and his flirtation so sweet,
           ARDHA. A Warrior song. Sung at Rifa'a
                                                           He killed me and my guarded secret was
           during the Eid.
                                                            divulged.
                   In Praise of Shaikh Isa Bin Ali.
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           Oh God thou knowest what I hide and what I      I saw him a short distance away from me,
             declare,                                      His lips were so tempting and his fingers
           To Thee all people always appeal.                 hennaed.
                                                           A wild gazelle who drove me mad,
           Accept my prayers at dawn                       He killed me and my guarded secret was
           Thou who sendeth rain from the unknown.           divulged.

           Thou knowest that he’s like the moon in our
             country.
           His attributes are permanent.
                                                            Songs contributed by Ahmed Al - Fardan
           Who can be compared to the Shaikh ?
           Thanks to Him whose bounty we hope for.

           He is a pure, unspoilt fountain of affection,   Translated by T. Abu Sobu,
                                                           Lecturer in English, Gulf Technical College.
           And his words are verified by eye-witnesses.



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