masha'alla .. it's nice sister.
can I share you with other lyrics?
THE VEIL:
They say, "Oh, poor girl, you're so beautiful you know
It's a shame that you cover up your beauty so."
She just smiles and graciously responds reassuringly,
"This beauty that I have is just one simple part of me.
This body that I have, no stranger has the right to see.
These long clothes, this shawl I wear, ensure my modesty.
Faith is more essential than fashion, wouldn't you agree?
This hijab,
This mark of piety,
Is an act of faith, a symbol,
For all the world to see.
A simple cloth, to protect her dignity.
So lift the veil from your heart to see the heart of purity.
They tell her, "Girl, don't you know this is the West and you are free?
You don't need to be opressed, ashamed of your femininity."
She just shakes her head and she speaks so assuredly,
"See the bill-boards and the magazines that line the check-out isles, with their phony painted faces and their air-brushed smiles?
Well their sheer clothes and low cut gowns are really not for me.
You call it freedom, I call it anarchy."
This hijab,
This mark of piety,
Is an act of faith, a symbol,
For all the world to see.
A simple cloth, to protect her dignity.
So lift the veil from your heart to see the heart of purity.
Lift the veil from your heart and seek the heart of purity.
DON'T TALK TO ME ABOUT MOHAMMAD:
It would be such a pleasure to have you come along with me,
I accept your gracious offer of kindness and company.
But as we walk along young man and as you help me with my load,
I’ve only one request as we travel down this road,
Don’t talk to me about Muhammad.
Because of him there is no peace and I have trouble in my mind,
so don’t talk to me about Muhammad
and as we walk along together we will get along just fine,
and as we walk along together we will get along.
That man upsets me so, and so much more than you could know,
I hear of his name and reputation everywhere I go.
Though his family and his clan once knew him as an honest man,
he’s dividing everyone with his claim that “God is One”
So don’t talk to me about Muhammad.
Because of him there is no peace and I have trouble in my mind,
so don’t talk to me about Muhammad
and as we walk along together we will get along just fine,
and as we walk along together we will get along.
He’s misled all the weak ones and the poor ones and the slaves,
They think they’ve all found wealth and freedom following his ways.
He’s corrupted all the youth with his twisted brand of truth
convinced them they all are strong, given them somewhere to belong.
So don’t talk to me about Muhammad.
Because of him there is no peace and I have trouble in my mind,
so don’t talk to me about Muhammad
and as we walk along together we will get along just fine,
and as we walk along together we will get along.
Thank you now young man, you’ve really been so kind
Your generosity and smile are very rare to find.
Let me give you some advice, since you’ve been so very nice,
From Muhammad stay away, don’t heed his words or emulate his way.
And don’t talk about Muhammad,
or you will never have true peace and trouble is all you will find.
So don’t talk about Muhammad
and as you travel down life’s road you will get along just fine.
Now before we part and go, if it’s alright just the same,
may I ask, my dear young man, who you are? What is your name?
Forgive me - what was that? Your words weren’t very clear,
my ears are getting old - sometimes its difficult to hear.
It is truly rather funny, though I’m sure I must be wrong,
but I thought I heard you said that your name is Muhammad......
Muhammad?
Ash haduallah ilaha il Allah wa Ash hadu ana Muhammad ur-Rasulullah.
Oh talk to me Muhammad!
Upon you I pray for peace for you have eased my troubled mind!
Oh talk to me Muhammad
and as we walk along together we will get along just fine,
and as I travel down life’s road I will get along just fine.
SUNSHINE, DUST AND THE MESSENGER
Morning light through the bedroom window
Slow motion dust specks swirling in the sun
I close my eyes, and I’m floating along.
Sun did you warm the face of the Prophet
The way you warm mine, and make this room glow.
Dust were you brushed from the beard of the Prophet,
Coming from Jihad so long ago.
CHORUS:
Allah humma Salli Ala Muhammad
Ya Rabbal Alameen
Allah humma Salli Ala Muhammad
Salallahu Alayhi Wa Sallam
Rain pouring down upon my garden.
Rhythm of the rain that sings its song.
I close my eyes, and I’m floating along.
Rhythm of rain were you once a river,
That purified the Prophet before his prayers.
Were you the same breath from the lips of the Prophet,
Carrying wisdom to thirsty ears?
CHORUS
Sharp clear crescent, lighting the blue night
Slipping in silence through the star scattered sky
I close my eyes, and I know that I belong.
Were you the same moon who lit the way of the Prophet,
Slipping through the desert on his Hijrah.
Stars did you map the way to Madinah
For the blessed Messenger of Allah?
CHORUS
And I close my eyes, and I’m floating along.
And I close my eyes, and I’m drumming along.
And I close my eyes, and I know that I belong.
I hope you like theme, peace
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