Islamic
O gentle peace and God filled power. Who leads us upwards every hour. Like little birds flying out of sight. Pray Sir, our wings keep upward tonight. O gentle Sir, Gods presence here. Wiping far each falling tear. Like brother birds on same branch bend Pray Sir that always we ascend, Hazhoor keep us in your eye. From time of Bayat until we die. Like nestling birds whose parents raise Keep us Sir within your gaze.