狠狠撸

Karachi, Pakistan

The eyes of existence is not familiar with me, I have no need of the ear of today, My own age doesn't understand my deep meanings, My song is another world than theirs, The clamor of judgment day is one of my minions, My song exceeds the range of chord, Yet I don鈥檛 fear that my lute will break, I 'm the wave & come to rest in this sea, The silence was filled with my cries to God, I was complaining of the sorrows of the world, I rose like music from the string, My being was as an unfinished statue, I 'm nothing BUT AS THE SPARK THAT GLEAMS FOR A MOMENT BY ALLAMA MOHAMMAD IQBAL R.A NICHOLSON'S TRANSLATION