Classic Poem

Turn your face toward me, my dear one,
Turn your face toward me!

It is you who inserted the hook in me,
It is you who pulls the cord.
Turn your face toward me!

The call to prayer came from your throne in heaven,
The sound reverberated in Mecca.
Turn your face toward me!

Says Bulla, I will not die,
Though someone else may.
Turn your face toward me!