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We wish her good health and good advice
Ramadan to me and to you, a chance
Is there no permission for a broken son?
Ramadan we came, we celebrated
With beautiful days
The night of celebration, joy and happiness
And the nightingales every night
The food of the poor
The hearts are dry,
you will find them withering The food of the poor
The hearts are dry,
you will find them withering And people who do not pray,
pray and return to goodness
Streets are filled with colors And the last
of the benefits is as if it were a fountain
It equals the life of a pilgrim,
O Lord,
with our promise you will succeed
Ramadan we came,
we celebrated With beautiful days
The night of celebration,
joy and happiness And the nightingales
every night
May goodness be with us,
may it change everything in us
May it make us in our morals,
we resemble our master and our prophet
We read,
we recite our Quran,
and we reach all our mercy
We do not dispute or we are normal,
there is no one but the one who is in love with us
Ramadan we came,
we celebrated With beautiful days The night of celebration,
joy and happiness And the nightingales every night
We will pray for you until the end And after the praise of the
one who is grateful We pray for us with the ears And we pray that
our Lord returns to us in every good and safe Ramadan we came,
we celebrated With beautiful days The night of celebration,
joy and happiness And the nightingales every night