If you were my friend,
Help me to leave you...

In my dreams I behold
The goddess of poetry splashing wine...

Where the sun begets flowers,
Moon enchants lovers...

O My love,
Night draws with the brush of dream...

A soul circle split asunder.
Two souls lost in space and time...

In my revelation
The harp of the goddess of lyrics Persists in...

Loneliness that abides
In this endless emptiness...

My beloved is a butterfly...

As I say, I love you,
I feel the tremor of sea...

In the Predawn of the Night
I hear your voice...

I hear your soul sing to mine...

The Spirit Bow to the Will of Love
By Munir Mezyed...