The bird sings before the dawn
Cause the darkness lasts long before the morn
I thought it would never come
Thought they were going to blow the horn
Thought it was now the end, my end
But now I see a light
And that light had always been there
It’s how I can see at all
But I, at that time
I have regained it, I–
–don’t want to be afraid anymore
I’ve had it now.
And don’t you know, it’s better to take it slow
And go, on your way to internal home,
Take your time, in Jannah you won’t
Worry about being alone, eternal joy.