(Glory be to Allah Glory be to Allah) A seed that grows From a tiny shell Becomes a tree Feeding you and me Here for our needs ﻩﺬﻫ ﺭﺎﻴﻃﻷﺍ ﺭﺎﻫﺯﻷﺍ ﻢﻜﻠﺗ ﻞﻴﻠﻟﺍ ﻡﻮﺠﻧﻭ ﻦﻣ ﻊﻨﺻ ﻪﻠﻟﺍ ﻻ ﻩﺍﻮﺳ ﺏﺭ (These birds Those flowers And the night’s stars Are all Allah’s creation No lord but Him) When the seasons change In the monsoon rains When a newborn cries In a mother’s eyes I think of You I think of You
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