I CAME TO VISIT YOU
When I”ve known that every grief was obvious to you,
My dream turned round Medina, Mecca.
Fire of longing was kindled in my heart,
I came to visit you.

Maybe you would wipe my tears,
Maybe you would make remedy for my sorrow.
Maybe you would tell a pleasant news from God,-
That”s why I came to visit you.

The day has your order, every time has it too,
Sorrow of the motherland,fire of longing in my heart,
My love to you-in my heart, in my blood-
I came to visit you.

My God has stroked your eyebrow-like moon,
Let the trouble doesn ‘t fall from mountain on your head,
Never meet grief on your way,
I came to visit you.