It is long ago I could hear! That my name from her mouth! Then Sudden she vanished where Was just a dream I often doubt . I often doubt was yon a dream: Deep like sea as were her eyes Like her pretty could one seem, Birds were worst by her voice I suspect she was from heaven! Since in grasses how a ross can grow, I was seeking she would be the one, Then her I'll desire who could know. My love's tale starting was about... My unlucky eyes opened when it rained; My jovial moment a a dream remained. At seashore myself I found, May she's near, I peek around. Jalal, without that angel my truth life is vain! If she lives in dreams I wana dream again! by Mj Jalal IT IS LONG AGO!
