In the morning sky, before sunrise
Under her watchful eye, they make it through another night
And as the dawn subsides, and her children rise
Will they wake to freedoms light, or is justice too blind

To have seen, that what’s been done
Its to much to bear by anyone
And to have seen, that what’s been done
And to not help and just to stall, it’s a shame upon us all.

[chorus]
Gaza, let me put my arms around you
Lift you to the stars
and watch you fly away, fly away

Gaza, although I’m there with you
I’ll never forget to,
Work for better, Work for better days

Better days, yeah.

And as her day rolls by, she’s focused on how to survive
With every step of every stride, her head is held up with pride
But look into her eyes, her children’s lives
How they find a will to survive,
When freedom’s denied.

And they see that what’s been done
Its to much to bear by anyone
And to have seen, that what’s been done
And to not help and just to stall, it’s a shame upon us all.

[chorus]

Though I’m not there with you now,
Aint no way no how, that I’m gonna let you down
With everything that I am, Imma do the best that I can
Until your able to stand.

And as the day turns to night, and the call of the prayer recites
Prayer’s their only source of light,
In the darkness of the night
And as she sings her kids to sleep
Praying that their dreams will be sweet
Cause dreams are last retreat from reality

[chorus]

(Ghar lut gaya) x3 chadar chini, hogayi mei berida
(Ghar lut gaya chadar chini, hogayi mei berida) x2

1. Zainab dukhi, deti rahi, nana ke roze par sadaa
(Ghar lut gaya chadar chini, hogayi mei berida) x2

2. Jiske gale ko chum kar (nana tum roye umr bhar) x2
Sajde me hi, uski pyaasi, gardan pe khanjar chal gaya
(Ghar lut gaya chadar chini, hogayi mei berida) x2

3. Jiske sahare mein dukhi (nana madine se chali) x2
Wo bekhata, mara gaya, darya kinare, bawafaa
(Ghar lut gaya chadar chini, hogayi mei berida) x2

4. Qasim ki shaadi yu(n) huwi (ummat ne mehndi lutli) x2
Sehra me bhi, bhikri huwi, sehre ki larya, jabaja
(Ghar lut gaya chadar chini, hogayi mei berida) x2

5. Sughra thi jiski muntazir (chid gaya uska jigar) x2
Akbar jawaa(n), kha kar sina, jalti zami(n) par, sogaya
(Ghar lut gaya chadar chini, hogayi mei berida) x2

6. Dekhi jo meri bekasi (shaam-e- ghariba ropari) x2
Waris mere, mare gaye, hogayi be, aasra
(Ghar lut gaya chadar chini, hogayi mei berida) x2

7. Qasim ki shaadi yu(n) huwi (ummat ne mehndi lutli) x2
Sehra me bhi, bhikri huwi, sehre ki larya, jabaja
(Ghar lut gaya chadar chini, hogayi mei berida) x2

8. Bhaayi ka sadma sehgayi (nana me tanha rehgayi) x2
Ummat teri, hasti rahi, roti rahi mei, bakhuda
(Ghar lut gaya chadar chini, hogayi mei berida) x2

9. Dekha jo balwa-e-aam mei (khoo(n) roya abid shaam mei) x2
Darbaaro mei, bazaaro(n) mei, mujhko phiraya bekhata
(Ghar lut gaya chadar chini, hogayi mei berida) x2

10. Jiske gale ko chum kar (nana tum roye umr bhar) x2
Sajde me hi, uski pyaasi, gardan pe khanjar chal gaya
(Ghar lut gaya chadar chini, hogayi mei berida) x2

11. “Jawaad” Ali ki ladli (“Mesum” yu(n) roti rehgayi) x2
Deen-e-khuda, to bachgaya, ghar mera veera(n), hogaya
(Ghar lut gaya chadar chini, hogayi mei berida) x2

Pakistani Urdu Noha Information:

Nawha Reciter: Mesum Abbas
Album: Mesum Abbas 2008 Volume
Note: Dedicated to our Shia Brothers & Sisters.

Give thanks to Allah
For the moon and the stars
Praise him all day for what is and what was
Take hold of your Imaan
Don’t give in to shaitaan
O’ you who believe, please give thanks to
Allah

Allahu-ghaffoor
Allahu-raheem
Allahu-yu-hibbul-muhsineen
Hu-wa-khaw-li-quna
Hu-wa-raw-zi-quna
Wa-hu-wa-a’la-qulli-shay-in-q’adir

Words & Melody by: Zain Bhikha
Performed by: Zain Bhikha

Ours the future hold close
For a time will come
Deep in your heart there’s a river that flows
All the way to Kingdom come
Through the sandstorms where the high wind blows
A desert road does bloom
Please help me…

Give the young a chance
Lead them in the dance
My people
Give the young a chance
To change their circumstance
And so… And so… It’s written:
As the moon shall turn the tides
And as the stars shall light your ride
Don’t listen to the words of fools
The young I know they are jewels

Deeds I’ve done what I’ve become
Treasures I will find
Nourishment I do receive
Can’t help but believe
The road is long I shall stay strong
Please hear my song
Help me…

Give the young a chance
Lead them in the dance
My brothers
Give the young a chance
Lead them in the dance
My sisters
Give the young a chance
To change their circumstance
And so… And so… It’s written:
As the moon shall turn the tides
And as the stars shall light your ride
Don’t listen to the words of fools
The young I know they are jewels

Take me to gardens where
Birds will sing lullabies
Find me in the shade of trees
Through gentle breeze
Sweet scents filled the air…

Give the young a chance
Lead them in the dance
My people
Give the young a chance
To change their circumstance
And so… And so… It’s written:
As the moon shall turn the tides
And as the stars shall light your ride
Don’t listen to the words of fools
The young I know they are jewels

Words: Ian Brown
Music: Sami Yusuf
Produced by Sami Yusuf

Also, have a look at Brother Sami Yusuf page. Enjoy!

Who’s the Greatest One
Created the Sun
Who do we bow to
We worship only You

If I told you once, I told you twice
SO you know that I’m loving life
And I love both of my sons
And I love everyone

I remember the days
The 15th of September and May
My Sons were born what could I say
‘Cause they took my breath away

They were so healthy and strong
I pray that I raise them right not wrong
And thats why I made this song
So now you can sing along

[chorus]

I bet you did not know
That my sons have got the glow
SO every place that we go
I watch as my sons grow

Ima play with them in the park
Hide and go seek in the dark
Ima be a good Dad from the start
‘Cause my sons are in my heart

Catching butterflies in a jar
And I will never be too far
“cause they’re my shining stars
And I love ‘em just the way they are

[chorus]

I got branches on my family tree
never thought it could happen to me
Ima teach ‘em to be all they can be
Graduate and get a college degree

Ima take the good with the bad
If they get in trouble I will be sad
Ima do me best not to get that mad
Im just happy to be a Dad

Ima be there number 1 toy
‘Cause they’re my pride and joy
They’re my baby boys
And you know those are my baby boys

[chorus]

And the sun still shines on paradise island
Its radiance belies a deep dark deception
And as warm waters bathe paradise island
Its comfort conceals a cunning cold connivance

On the shimmering sands of paradise island
Cages and chains pray on our conscience
And as palm trees sway on paradise island
In the shadows they lurk persona non grata

CHORUS
I can see the ghosts of Guantanamo Bay
I can hear the ghosts of Guantanamo Bay
I can feel the ghosts of Guantanamo Bay
Do you know they’re ghosts on Guantanamo Bay
Guantanamo Bay

Can you see the ghosts of Guantanamo Bay
Can you hear the ghosts of Guantanamo Bay
Can you feel the ghosts of Guantanamo Bay
Do you know they’re ghosts on Guantanamo Bay
Guantanamo Bay

And so ends all romantic notions
Discard due process, and redesign justice
Detained by decree, starved of humanity
Unaccused and untried unconvicted, unjustified
haunted voices echo in silence
thoughts and feelings suppressed in blindness
unseen faces imprisoned in darkness
and we all remain guilty in our ignorance

CHORUS

BRIDGE
There are phantoms, apparitions
These are the lost souls of Guantanamo Bay
Guantanamo Bay
How they haunt us
Freedom taunts us
And the lost souls of Guantanamo Bay
Guantanamo Bay

CHORUS

Performed: Zain Bhikha and Dawud Wharnsby Ali
Written: Jeremy Karodia and Ayub Mayet
Published: Black Seed Music (SA)

Gunaahon ki aadat chura mere mola,
Mujhe naik insaan bana mere mola.

Jo tujhko, jo teray Nabi ko pasand hai,
Mujhay aisa banda bana mere mola,
Mujhe naik insaan bana mere mola.

Tu masjood mera, mein sajid hoon tera,
Tu malik mein banda tera mere mola,
Mujhay neik insan bana meray mula.

Tu lay ga agar adl se kaam apne,
Mein hoon mustahiq naar ka mere mola.

Jo rehmat teri shaamil-e-haal ho to,

Molaaaaa, Molaaa, Molaaa, Molaaa,
Thikana hai jannat mera mere mola (Ameen).

Tujhe to khabar hai mein kitna bura hoon,
Tu aibun ko mere chupa meray mola,
Mujhe naik insaan bana mere mola.

Meri ta-qiamat jo naslein hoin Ya Rab (SWT),
Hon sab Ashiq-e-Mustafa (SAW) meray mola,
Mujhe naik insaan bana mere mola.

Na muhtaj kar tu, jahan mein kisi ka,
Mujhe muflisi say bacha mere mola.

Hain kaabay pe nazrein Ubaid-e-Raza ki,
Ho maqbool har ek dua mere mola.
Mujhe naik insaan bana mere mola.

Urdu Dua Information:
Sana Khawan: Owais Raza Qadri
Written By: Ubaid-e-Raza
Copyright Owner: Geo Television Pakistan