Blooming hearts out of flowers
A flowing breeze says fly away
Inform moon in her towers
That peace will come in showers
That Ramadan comes next day
To call every Muslim here
And all the ones far away
To coalesce under the moons ray
Everyone thinking so clear
Of accomplishing things now
Of every poor far and near
No sins only words so dear
So go tell of this day here
And
farewell
go with no
fear!
