But to describe You, even the encyclopedia is a lie
Therefore, let My pen dance to the rhythm
As My heart give the beats
And My mind wander in the pattern of Your face and grace
Assalam, Sister in Islam
For I have been to places
I have seen faces
But I have seen none like You in ages
I have circumnavigated from North side Borno
Down south Ondo
Through the Sahara and across Congo
But until I saw You, I knew without further ado
For Your artistry is way out the window
What a piece of art to behold
Assalam, Sister in Islam
First time I saw You, I was mesmerized
As before now, to love I was blind
Verily, You gave Me sight
With You in My burdened life
I feel free, as the Bird in the sky
But drowning in Your thoughts, You are the Nile
Oh! Raihan
I am no king, although You are My Cinderella
I am no Amir, although You are My Ameerah
My Mona Lisa, My Ameerah
You blow Me away, as the wind does the kite
Please answer My call, for You are the light
The dawn of My dark mind
Assalam, Sister in Islam
Therefore, let My pen dance to the rhythm
As My heart give the beats
And My mind wander in the pattern of Your face and grace
Assalam, Sister in Islam
For I have been to places
I have seen faces
But I have seen none like You in ages
I have circumnavigated from North side Borno
Down south Ondo
Through the Sahara and across Congo
But until I saw You, I knew without further ado
For Your artistry is way out the window
What a piece of art to behold
Assalam, Sister in Islam
First time I saw You, I was mesmerized
As before now, to love I was blind
Verily, You gave Me sight
With You in My burdened life
I feel free, as the Bird in the sky
But drowning in Your thoughts, You are the Nile
Oh! Raihan
I am no king, although You are My Cinderella
I am no Amir, although You are My Ameerah
My Mona Lisa, My Ameerah
You blow Me away, as the wind does the kite
Please answer My call, for You are the light
The dawn of My dark mind
Assalam, Sister in Islam
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