﴿ إقـِرأ ﴾

Oh rose that smiles at the April dawn, the scent of your perfume revives the soul with joy. You are the rose, and the rest are just colors, and your love dwells in my heart with complete trust. Even if the rose withers one day, your love will never wither; it remains like light shining in the darkness. Every time I see a rose, I remember your eyes, and I say: No human being has been created with beauty like yours.

O rose that smiles at the dawn of April, the scent of your perfume revives the soul with joy. You are the rose, and the rest are merely colors, and your love dwells in my heart with utmost sincerity. Even if the rose withers one day, your love will never wither; it will remain like a light shining amidst the darkness. Every time I see a rose, I remember your eyes, and I say: No human being has ever been created with beauty like yours.

means a carefree soul; there's pain hidden within the laughter. I learned to be silent, not because I have nothing to say, but because some people don't understand words. Kindness sometimes tires its possessor, but it remains more precious than a thousand two-faced people. And if time turns and changes faces, the noble one remains with his dignity... he doesn't change.