How not to steal from a mamba
That came to your house
To check on your children
How a little snake mamba
Comes in like robin hood
Asking children
Have you eaten anything good we can share
Bismillah hir-Rahman nir-Rahim
And maybe a little portion of food
Left for him everyday
Even in your thoughts
And blessing from God
The Little mamba moves away
Singing dancing
I’ve enchanted them all
To give a little to time and thought
To animals on this earth
Living and struggling for food
Bismillah
I empathize with those things that take flight,
and I seek to speak to the masses,
To deliver the message,
and to spread the truth.
Bismillah
In his name
First and fame
Mercy and grace
In God’s name!
Bismillah. For the girls who have yet to discover the beauty of the veil.
Your hijab not only covers you, but can also protect,
It makes men view you as a decent person, not an object.
And when the Quran orders:
"tell the believing women to lower their gaze,"
You ought to do so,
and must not have evil face.
Your hijab veils your shame,
it can pull you away from several evil deeds,
It makes others recognize you as a faithful, true Muslim,
Who listens to Allah SWT and heeds.
Your hijab, like I stated before, reveals you as a truly trying believer,
A follower of the Prophet s.a.w. peace be upon him and his lovely family,
and avoider of a deceiver,
Your hijab expresses who you are,
and it earns you respect of greatness,
Not one man of the Non-Mahram category
dare ever eye you to witness!
Your hijab tells others:
Better treat her seriously,
If they mess around and ignore
the warning signs,
They'll have to pay greatly.
Your hijab is never ugly!
No, no, it makes you feel prettier than ever.
It's just that your Lord wants you to hide your gifted beauty,
You'll enjoy it in Paradise, in which you will, Insha Allah, abide in forever.
How not to steal from a mamba
That came to your house
To check on your children
How a little snake mamba
Comes in like robin hood
Asking children
Have you eaten anything good we can share
With a simple prayer
Bismillah hir-Rahman nir-Rahim
And maybe a little portion of food
Left for him everyday
Even in your thoughts
And blessings from God
The little mamba moves away
Singing dancing
I've enchanted them all
To give a little to time and thought
To animals on this earth
Living and struggling for food.
The day she was stolen
The skies turned black
Locust ate at our very souls
In the name of God
I shout why?
The flowers of Hendon
Surround a black tombstone
How fitting
That as I see the blackness of that day in stone
The flowers around joyously sing to me
Bismillah
Our Sweetheart Sings
Bismillah sharif
Is the best thing to recall
To turn God’s mood on!
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