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I need to come from the smell of Habayeb
You reassure my heart that is busy for the absent
Two words they say from him or not
I reassure my heart that is busy for the absent
Any need comes from the scent of Habayeb
You reassure my heart that is busy for what is absent
Two words they say from him or not
I reassure my heart that is busy for the absent
I still hear every word he said to me
I still see it as I do in my hands
Oh longing, be still nostalgic for me
And my heart winds up for me who is busy for the absent
Any need comes from the scent of Habayeb
You reassure my heart that is busy for the absent
Two words they say from him or not
I reassure my heart that is busy for the absent
We live our desires loyal to it
I ask from far away to ask Ali
This is not much like it in this world
This is my heart and God is longing