Persian for Mountain of light, Kohinoor is also the brand of a rapidograph pen I used to enjoy drawing with. It is also a priceless, grand diamond held in trust currently by England, much disputed over through the past five hundred years.
To the mountain of light you must journey
The voice within the cloud to me spoke
No staff, no purse, all you must empty
It shall take your all to carry my yoke.
All I had I sold and gave away
Still there was not enough for the trip
I asked with what now can I pay?
Thyself I require! Sealed with coal to the lip.
And with the joy of a slave
A kiss and then the journey long
My words lost in order to save
Koh-i-noor! Koh-i-noor!
I sing thy joyful song!
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