All my unfinished will end with you, the
nameless poet will become the owner of the name,
all of me will
be a poem in your name,
the cord of my old silence
will be torn to pieces,
all not finished, not finished, my unfinished cup will be spilled, all not finished, not finished,
all
my unfinished will end with you, the
nameless poet will have a name
in this silk.
I have washed my house on the song,
all my blood
will be filled with stars in the night,
the light of the stars will drip from you on these songs
, on
this silent loudness, the
sonnet will drip again, on this silent loudness, the
sonnet will drip again,
all not, not all, not the unfinished cup, I have poured out, I have hung
from you,
all my unfinished will end with you, the
nameless poet Nishan Sahib It is called "
Drip me, O Abrak, like a star on the earth, the dawn of the Nativity, drip me in the night without dawn, O Abrak, I am like a star on the earth, the dawn of the Nativity, drip me in the night without dawn, O Abrak, I am like a star on the earth, the dawn of the Nativity, drip me in the
night without dawn,
O Abrak, I am like a star on the earth, the dawn of the
Nativity, drip me in the
night without dawn,
O Abrak." I am like a star on the earth, the dawn of my birth, in the
night without dawn,
O cloud, I am
like a star on the earth
, the dawn of my birth
in the night without dawn.
