I have a different mood these days, I have never always been like this, I always saw the half empty, I did not think about the half full,
I always thought that the pistachio land of God can be found in the direction of the Qibla, just yesterday it was on this side , someone knocked on the door, God went and opened the door,
I am in a different mood these days, my world is wearing new clothes, you and I are no longer alone, because God is sitting with us, drinking tea,
locusts have fallen in the wheat harvest, Im like everyone else, Im unemployed, instead of sickle, my shoulder is in my hands , just thinking about the wheat field of my hair
, if the rain beats my fist on the glass, come sit here, next to this chair , God grabs your hands with my hand, you ask how I am feeling from Gods eyes
, not that I am careless about the field , I am no longer afraid of the autumn wind, dont say this mill from the foundation. God is with us, I am not afraid of anything
, I am in a different mood these days, my world is wearing new clothes, you and I are no longer alone, because God sits with us and drinks tea
, I and you are no longer alone, because God sits with us and drinks tea.
