THE BOSOM OF THE NIGHT. FOR ALL THOSE I LOVE. (Gohar Husain) The evening my dears, turns into night open your eyes, do open your eyes lest forever, he is lost from sight open your eyes, do open your eyes. His end is near, he slows his stride open your eyes, do open your eyes his soul is ready for eternal flight open your eyes, do open your eyes. In his departure may be a price in spiritual terms, in emotional demise open your eyes, do open your eyes the evening my dears, turns into night. When someone close to you has died experienced pain, rebuff from your side, your soul laments, your joys subside so open your eyes and do realize from the march of time, one cannot hide, and the day will come, when you shall write your end is near you have slowed your stride open your eyes, do open your eyes. For once, he shall be very precise in your happiness he takes delight his love for you has tremendous MIGHT to pray to see that all is right for all of you before he hides into the bosom of the night. Open your eyes, do open your eyes the evening my dears, turns into night. Before he takes that eternal flight, he wants it known far and wide that children suffer when parents fight and angels in the heavens CRY... OPEN YOUR EYES, PLEASE OPEN YOUR EYES THE EVENING MY DEARS, TURNS INTO NIGHT.
Posted on: Fri, 28 Mar 2014 14:21:32 +0000
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