
Genre: nasheedType: nasheed
Story & Cultural Context
This track by Muslim Belal from the album 'My Sumaya' is a heartfelt nasheed that expresses themes of emotional struggle and faith, commonly found in Islamic devotional music. It resonates with listeners seeking spiritual reflection, blending Arabic and English elements as indicated.
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Story & Cultural Context
This track by Muslim Belal from the album 'My Sumaya' is a heartfelt nasheed that expresses themes of emotional struggle and faith, commonly found in Islamic devotional music. It resonates with…
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Dunya, dunya thuboot... Samakan wa 7oot... [Verse: Muslim Belal] They can look me in the eye and ask me a question And I probably would have lied But the truth is, yeah I do Like you and everybody else, I cry I cry because I understand the meaning of this life I understand the purpose of this life See, I can stand there like, nah, man ain't cried for years But the truth is, I probably cried last night Standing in my room, switched off the light, face down on the floor Big conversation with my Lord Probably talking about Sumaya, that's my daughter She's only 4 years old She don't live with me, but I made sure I only moved 10 minutes up the road Because my relationship with her, has to be gold Praying she grows up to love me Killed me when she was only 6 months old, and she didn't wanna hug me Now why's she crying every time I pick her up I'm OCD but I don't mind if she throws up on my Givenchy Cuz she means more to me than any jeans and tea That's my world, my baby girl I'm just a man of many mistakes, I find it hard to commit to love Is that just the result of what love was shown to me when I was growing up? I still struggle to give my own mum a hug And say the words "I love you" Trust me those words are more than true And I know right know she proud of me I went to her workplace the other day, saw all these newspaper cutouts of me behind her desk Pretending I couldn't see I don't know why, but yes, it's things like that makes me leave, get in the car, start to drive, and I can easily break down and cry It's like I got all this love, deep inside and I just don't know how to show it The benefits of me being a poet, you get to express and exhale to the rest of the world But I could cry cuz I hardly know half his kids And their meant to be my brothers and sisters Like we don't share the same mother but surely we're meant to have a bond with each other Like it's just me and you, me and my little girl That're struggling to find food to eat I could cry cuz I got the cheek to deliver a speech after I spent £500 on these shoes on my feet Feel to cry every time I commit a sin And they're giving me praise, like wow If they ever knew some of the things I do these days I don't tell my story so the people can adore me I just do this so the Lord that created me can erase the things that were destroying me The things that were making me cry [Chorus: Castillo] x2 انما الدنيا فناء، ليس للدنيا ثبوت Innama ad-dunya fanaa', laysa lid-dunya thuboot انما الدنيا كبحر، يحتوى سمكا وحوت Innama ad-dunya kaba7ru, yahtawi samakan wa 7oot ولرب يكفيك منها ايها الطالب قوت Wa larubba yakfeeka minha, ayyuha a6-6aalibu qoot ولعمرى عن قليل كل من فيها يموت Wa la 3mri 3n qaleelin kulla man feeha yamoot [Outro: Castillo] Dunya