My Bed of Dust
A friend and I were talking one day, and she asked me something out of the blue, "which is the only certificate we get that we truly truly deserve, yet we will never ever see it?"
Immediately, the answer came to me: "the death certificate".
Yes, the only guarantee in this world is death, the spoiler of pleasures. Nobody on the face of the earth can deny it...every single person is gonna die one day. Could be today, tomorrow or next week..ya never know when your time will come.
So anyways, I came across this Arabic nasheed on death recently, called 'Farshi at-turaab', meaning 'my bed of dust'. Its sung by Meshary Alarada. I think its sometimes aired on the Arab MBC channel. The video clip can be viewed by clicking here and right click and 'save target as' one of the arabic texts in white, in one of the 2 columns on the page. It contains music, however.
There's also a flash presentation of the same thing here: http://saaid.net/flash/Frshy_eTurab.swf .
A rough translation:
Dust is my bed, embraces me and it’s my cover now
The sand surrounds me even behind my back
And the grave tells a dankness of my affliction
And the brightness draws a line……………
Where is my family’s love? They sold my loyalty!
And where is my group of friends? They left my brotherhood!
Where is the bliss of money? It’s behind my back now
And my name (reputation) where is it shine between praises
This is my end and this is my bed
And love farewells its longing and my elegizing cried
And the tears went dry after crying
And the universe became narrow and so is my space
And the grave became my ground and sky
This is my end and this is my bed
Fear fills my estrangement and sadness is my illness
I expect firmness and I swear it’s my cure
And for Allah I pray faithfully, you are my hope
Allah! I desire heaven, to find bliss in it
And for Allah I pray faithfully, you are my hope
Allah! I desire heaven, to find bliss in it.
[Link & Translation courtesy of cheeky.]
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as a side note, may I request everybody reading this to make du'aa for me...thanks.
A friend and I were talking one day, and she asked me something out of the blue, "which is the only certificate we get that we truly truly deserve, yet we will never ever see it?"
Immediately, the answer came to me: "the death certificate".
Yes, the only guarantee in this world is death, the spoiler of pleasures. Nobody on the face of the earth can deny it...every single person is gonna die one day. Could be today, tomorrow or next week..ya never know when your time will come.
So anyways, I came across this Arabic nasheed on death recently, called 'Farshi at-turaab', meaning 'my bed of dust'. Its sung by Meshary Alarada. I think its sometimes aired on the Arab MBC channel. The video clip can be viewed by clicking here and right click and 'save target as' one of the arabic texts in white, in one of the 2 columns on the page. It contains music, however.
There's also a flash presentation of the same thing here: http://saaid.net/flash/Frshy_eTurab.swf .
A rough translation:
Dust is my bed, embraces me and it’s my cover now
The sand surrounds me even behind my back
And the grave tells a dankness of my affliction
And the brightness draws a line……………
Where is my family’s love? They sold my loyalty!
And where is my group of friends? They left my brotherhood!
Where is the bliss of money? It’s behind my back now
And my name (reputation) where is it shine between praises
This is my end and this is my bed
And love farewells its longing and my elegizing cried
And the tears went dry after crying
And the universe became narrow and so is my space
And the grave became my ground and sky
This is my end and this is my bed
Fear fills my estrangement and sadness is my illness
I expect firmness and I swear it’s my cure
And for Allah I pray faithfully, you are my hope
Allah! I desire heaven, to find bliss in it
And for Allah I pray faithfully, you are my hope
Allah! I desire heaven, to find bliss in it.
[Link & Translation courtesy of cheeky.]
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as a side note, may I request everybody reading this to make du'aa for me...thanks.
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