From the tribe of my night my mourning poem Lily left under the shadows of the moon go out of the caravan of life defeat on my head. Kaabas Drive Closed Gods heart broken I am a nun I have no Qiblah Love The Kaaba Drive Closed The heart of God broke The smell of your voice You blown down your heart Your mystical eyes saw Gods backyard I love the romance I also see these nights Kaabas Drive closed My heart O Broad from Caravan Love Caravan defeat on my head of love of love Kaabas drive closed Gods heart broken The Kabah Drive closed Gods heart broken
