How painful to grieve upon you,It is full of sorrow, full of rue.You: the Best of the Worshippers,You: The Lord of the Worshippers.One died, one took birthStars of your prostrations on the earth.At your direction is SAFA,Under your feet is MARWA;Wherever you pace there is KA’BA,You are a necklace if faith were a brideOver heavens you are our planet’s pride.
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