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And now when all is done There is nothing to sayYou have gone, and so effortlessly You have won u can go ahead tell them

Wellness, O Khulaif, is worth millions And worth all the properties of Al-Ulya It is worth every farm and lush orchard And all the luxury cars, if they were attained It is worth the beauties that were mentioned Whose charm is compared to the stars What is the use, Khulaif, of many millions If you are ill and healing is not destined? Rise and seek the Creator in hardship and ease The Giver of bounties, the Forgiver of every sin If you are healthy and free from debt You are like a prince living in Al-Ulya