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YOU ARE GONE
YOU ARE GONE
You threw my breast into fire oh, poor mother!
You”ve set fire to my soul home then you are gone.
I was in separation from the native land.
You”ve broken my offended heart then you are gone.

You are not present, mum, my every side is gloom,
A treachery had taken place against my destroyed home land,
Such love is not necessary to children,
You”ve extinguished my combustible fire then you are gone.

I became seyid because I believe in holiness,
Never I have turned away from this way.
Absence of my mother has broken me,
You”ve lowered me from my throne then you are gone.

They say, every instant is temporary,
I repent about my past day,
You set fire to my heart repeatedly,
You”ve left me crying then you are gone.

I”m offended on my destiny for that I”ve lost my father,
I have vainly spent a refugee time,
You”ve transformed my blossoming garden
to the desert then you are gone.

Sweet as honey, cool as the moon
Meaning of her beautiful words is deep.
Nobody can replace a place of mother
You”ve returned me to my home then you are gone.
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