Ya Zahraa

The sunrise sets the sky ablaze
And the moonlight lends a silver shadow to the night
The flowers bloom and spread their fragrance
And the believer, in a daze, wanders, calling out
Ya Zahraa... Ya Zahraa!

The birds sing a song of praise
And the leaves whisper their remembrance
The mountaintop echoes the cry 
Of the believer who pleads and reaches out
Ya Zahraa... Ya Zahraa!

The bees hum in melancholy
And the nightingale sways on the tree
The brook bubbles in agreement
To the believer who mourns his loss and cries
Ya Zahraa... Ya Zahraa!

The pilgrims raise their hands and say
Here I am my Lord, here I am
The Ka'abah echoes the teary pledge
Of the believers who lament in Madinah and ask
Where is she? Where are you?
Ya Zahraa... Ya Zahraa!

Salaamullah 3layki ya Binta Rasoolillah!