
High up in the sky,
Stays God the beloved,
He sings,
He dances,
He travels and
Is free from all bounds.
He is God the infinite,
The merry man,
He is khuda,
The Lord through whom we see the sights which are infinite.
Adios!
High up in the sky,
Stays God the beloved,
He sings,
He dances,
He travels and
Is free from all bounds.
He is God the infinite,
The merry man,
He is khuda,
The Lord through whom we see the sights which are infinite.
Adios!