Sometimes I'm afraid to look deep inside me,
For fear of the hatred that I might see...

Wherever you are,
Whatever you do...

Don't be bothered by the fact
That you'll die someday...

Allah has bestowed on you blessings, more than you...
He has placed a nation's discipline on the palm of...

It's silent everywhere,
Even the trees only whisper...

Hearts become so heavy with
The loss of someone dear...

When our hearts are at ease
And the future looks clear...

The busy bee, they say,
has no time for sorrow...

You've no right to judge me
Based on my race...