Ubaidullah Pandit (عبيدالله پنڈت)

Today your love for me Matures one score and three. Happiness ever sought, Today I am by one score and three. Hand in hand, pat on my back, Today I cover miles of one score and three. My love goes out to you   As I turn one score and three. Glory be to Him Who hitherto Let me walk one score and three.   What is it if not His Generosity that He let me live one score and three?

Who migrates by the stars Hanging from the sky of Destiny Nights, I must turn that bird tonight. Forever needs a little stretch, The night must not draw on to be the day, For the journey must be circuitous tonight. High up the planes of existence, Higher still to the divine Love Council, I must transcend the transcendence tonight. Bound to the chains of sinfulness, Desirous to be sinless child again, This Abd must turn Ubayd tonight.