Happiness in Choas by Momina Ahsan

In the pandemonium, where devils are dancing,

Demons have so many conspiracies,

Violins are broken out of the Envy's terribly,

Composers have no more creativity,

Let's be the angels,

Play with the mud,

Be the infidels that laugh so loudly,

Play the love music out of melody,

Be the tulip flowers of all the beauty,

Be the angels that dance in harmony,

Let's drop the convictions live happily,

Let's love truly, love infinitely,

Let's stop racism, break the silence,

Let's brim the hearts with joys,

Let's laugh truly without jealousy