In the gentle sway of willows, our stories entwine, Through seasons of laughter, under the moon’s soft glow, We walk…
In the whispers of the ancient wind, Khusro’s verses dance and sing, Echoes of a time where hearts entwined, In…
In the gentle hum of Seoul’s bustling streets, Where neon lights embrace the night, Tradition and modernity meet, A dance…
In the golden glow of the setting sun, The call to prayer echoes through the air, A melody that binds…