Payam Laai hai Baad-e-Saba Madine Se
That showers of blessings have descended from Medina.
Oh Divine, if only there could be such a remedy,
To cure our pain by the medicine of Medina.
No calculation is needed, the disbelievers lost their senses,
When a cool breeze entered the graves from Medina.
Before us, this arrogance and futile display,
The atmosphere took Paradise with it, away from Medina.
We don't desire to go there anymore,
Bringing God back from Medina.
Countless angels come and go,
The Throne of God is very near Medina.
We call it the destination of love,
Lost hearts find it in Medina.
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