You float up the nile An infant delight Get raised as a prince And then comes the flight A fugitive off In a desolate land Till comes the nubuwwah With blood on the sand The tyrant won’t listen The signs are not heeded And time is against you But you do what’s needed You lead them away Down into the sea The hordes of the tyrant Won’t let you go free But you’ve got your faith As firm as a rock Bismillah the sea Gives way to your flock ‘Alaykum Salaam
