Re: Farshy touraab
u can download another version of this nasheed at:
http://www.muslimways.com/
its same as Last Breath by Ahmed Bukhatir
Lyrics:
My bed is the soil; it has embraced me and is my covering
Around me is the sand enveloping me even from over and above
And the grave presents darkness, in it is isolation
And the guidance was elucidated in his book, (but) I forgot my meeting
And the family, where is their sympathy: they sold my loyalty
And the companions, where is their companionship: they relinquished my brotherhood
And the wealth, where is its joy: it was left behind
And the name (reputation), where is its lustre (shine): between the folds
This is me, the finality of my state - my bed of soil.
And the love shuns its pleasure, and my eulogy is wailed.
And the tears lapsed after the crying
And the universe was constrained in its expanse and constrained was my space
Then the grave became my earth and my sky
This is me, the finality of my state - my bed of soil.
And fear fills my desolation, and grief is my ailment
I hope resolutely and indeed it is the avowed remedy
And the Lord I call sincerely, You are my hope
I hope of My Lord Jannah, in it is bliss.