WHEN THE COLD AIR KISSES MY FACE

image: saidmuniruddin.com
image: saidmuniruddin.com

WHEN THE COLD AIR
KISSES MY FACE
Oleh Said Muniruddin

On the ground of Baiturrahman,
on the 4th night of Ramadhan,
when a sudden cold air kisses my face,
my sorrows are erased.

The ramadhan stars
are smiling in the high,
when i feel so happy deep inside.
To thy God I whisper the secrets,
but the wind blows it around place.
To the ear of someone
it reveals my solace.