How long will under the ceiling of the days Repeat and how long I am tired of you I I am anxious and you more disturbed than you Help me, O God, after this our love is not pity Rewell My Qibla Sometimes I need to I want to give you again
Gift to my eyes a new look Draw a new start and be a new way be my Qiblah for my need I want to give you my heart again God willing, Dont go
How long will it be under the roof of the day How long with you and caught I am more tired than you I am anxious and you more disturbed than you God, O God, after this our love is not pity
A new start and the new way My Qiblah is needed for need I want to give you again
Gift my eyes a new look Draw a new ones and a new way be my Qiblah for my need I want to help you Fatigue Our love is not alive Help O God until our love is not pity In the relentless hand of tiredness Our love is not alive Help God, O God, our love is not pity
