Whenever the golden rays of the rising sun
kisses on her forehead and makes her awake,
Her first prayer to the almighty will be about thou…
Whenever the loving breeze coming with the fragrance
Of unknown flowers passes, making her hair restless
Her first question to the wing will be about thou…
Whenever she sees the sky covered with the dark clouds of
rain
And it starts raining with thunder and lightning
Her first thought will be about thou, thy safety…
Whenever she sees the setting sun
Her first fear will be about the spending
Of those dark and dull hours without thou…
Whenever the night decorated with stars
Appears before her with all its enchanting beauty
Her first desire will be of thy presence..
Whenever the hard realities makes her Poor heart
uncomfortable
The loving dreams of thy makes her nights
Delightful and relaxed..
