M. Fethullah Gulen
The luminous riders, divine light on their faces
With fire in their hearts and a blissful composure
They take everywhere armfuls of peace
Inside their eyes dews of infinity appear
The luminous riders, divine light on their faces
Like censers giving off fragrance all around
Leaving wisps behind, everywhere they pass
Offering the secrets of eternity to the world
Never-fading values in their thoughts
Like censers, giving off fragrance all around
In their gardens, like a legendary land
Springs of Paradise pour from crystal fountains
In their evergreen realm where no fall is seen
Everyday a new spring, everyday new blooms
In their gardens, like a legendary land
Angels hover in their horizons at each moment
They breathe the same air as heavenly spirits
Skies open their arms, constellations stand in salute
With their inner worlds like bays of Paradise
Angels hover in their horizons at each moment.