Not even sixteen years of age was she, Bal Sultan
So beautiful was she, I could barely look at her.
One morning they told me, she was married and left for a far off place
It was hard to believe, my heart was filled with sadness.
In every drop of rain I see you, Bal Sultan
In every veil of smoke is you, Bal Sultan.
But how can you build a home, without love?
And how can you take care of a child, without having lived your own childhood?
So, they said, she withered like a rose in that far off place, Bal Sultan
Like a bird in a gilded cage, she stopped singing.
In every drop of rain I see you, Bal Sultan
In every veil of smoke is you, Bal Sultan.
And one night, they said, she ventured into the darkness, Bal Sultan
And in the western winds, she met the stars.
Since that day, you can feel a gentle breeze from far off places
And in the darkest nights, the stars shine brighter.
In every drop of rain I see you, Bal Sultan
In every veil of smoke is you, Bal Sultan.