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I'm not going to write much this time. I remember writing a very emotional song a couple of months ago about a person whom I adore and cherish so much in this life, in the hereafter, and even for ever. I know I haven't been the best in her life, I've made too many mistakes and I've hurt her endlessly... I am nothing compared to what she'd done to me... but she means the world to me. I know writing a stupid song won't change anything whatsoever... but it comes from the heart and only Allah knows how much she means to me.
I don't think she'll ever read this post anyway because she doesn't really know how to stalk her own daughter on the internet (lol). But, anyways...
This song is called 'Angel'. It's an acoustic, it's deep, it's emotional, it's quite straightforward but it's strong and sounds a bit dark at the same time.
I'd like to dedicate this song to my mom.
Mak, you know I love you, you know you've done everything for me... and, yeah. I love you, lol.
It's 5 July and it's your birthday. I'm still waiting for the oreo cheese cake to freeze in the fridge, lol.
Happy birthday, Mak. I love you. May Allah bless you, Ayah, and all of us.
You're my angel and you're the reason I'm flying without wings.
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ANGEL
I’m gonna leave here tonight
into a whole new place
where I don’t know a soul
Fears overcoming me
Tears are ready to be free
Will I ever be safe again?
In the complete jet-black darkness
I see a figure coming near
I wonder “who are you?”
She’s shining like a star
I’m no longer in the dark
Everything’s turned so bright
She comes to me to take me close
She holds me tight, makes me feel safe again
She smiles at me, I see tears in her eyes
I look at her and I wonder,
“who are you?”
Since the day that we met
She’s never ever left my side
She becomes my shelter
When I’m shaking with my fears
She’ll kiss away all my tears
She’ll tell me it’s all right
Each time before I close my eyes
She’s beside me patting me
She’ll sing praises to God
It’s the way she caresses my head
It’s the way she hugs me when I cry
It’s the way she combs my hair
Nobody can ever do the same like she does
Now I don’t have to ask
The same question “who are you?”
’cause she’s my angel
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