Beyond Words-Outlandish/Burhan G

[ti:Beyond Words] [ar:Outlandish] [al:Closer Than Veins] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Beyond Words - Outlandish/Burhan G [00:03.23]With my right foot first [00:05.56]I stepped into the holy mosque [00:06.68]Upon the cold white marble [00:08.15]Where day and night people sat worshippin' praying [00:10.53]Right and left the mosque being cleaned [00:13.22]Shinin' not a particle of dust [00:14.73] [00:15.54]The carvings of marble the plates of gold [00:17.68]The symmetry of the whole mosque [00:18.99]Yeah the largest of it all [00:20.75]The came the grandest of the whole [00:22.37]The big beautiful house of Allah [00:23.90]Covered with black cloth and gold leaf writin' [00:26.02]My life flashed passed me the good and the bad [00:28.21]Such a feeling my brother never ever felt I had [00:31.22]A special bondage to the almighty [00:32.73]A sudden chill in me [00:34.62]Lookin' around the large floor was filled with unity [00:36.55]Circling the beautiful house [00:38.36]Chanting people sitting prayin' for forgiveness [00:40.42] [00:41.13]Prayin' to do better I witnessed [00:42.62]Takin' a deep breath tears was runnin' [00:44.60]I ran around the black house the ancient black house [00:47.41]Built by Ibrahim peace be upon him circlin' 24 no doubt [00:50.55]I got closer as did my heart as did my soul amazing [00:53.67]How everyone had their attention only on worshippin' [00:56.08]All concerns forgotten focused on prayin' [00:58.84]Forgettin' everything matters and happenings just giving [01:01.66]I looked up in the sky thanking Allah for this journey [01:03.97]Sayin': I swear I didn't schedule to be here this early [01:06.48]I thought I'd come here like pops in my forties and fifties [01:09.32]And the doe I paid for the ticket was meant for some hobby [01:12.25]But who am I to say if I will be alive tomorrow [01:14.66]Or 20 years from now will my health be able to follow [01:17.25]For a moment I pictured my self 6 feet deep [01:20.04]In the cemetery my corps in the same white sheets [01:22.78]Allah holds the master plan and it's already written [01:25.59]The pens are withdrawn the pages are dry it's written [01:29.74]Looking back on my life [01:32.25] [01:34.84]Life that's gladly been given to me [01:38.73] [01:40.60]Open my eyes and embrace the smile [01:46.06]Given to you & I [01:48.26] [01:50.71]Con mi mano derecha abro la puerta [01:52.33]Mi madre me recibe con un periódico y una carta [01:55.53]Veo fotos de mi padre abatido por disparos [01:58.09]De momentos ya yo espero [02:00.10]Que mis lágrimas caigan me preparo [02:03.73]Me sorprende que mis ojos estén secos y mi alma esté calmada [02:06.74]En mi cuerpo no hay dolor por una persona ya olvidada [02:09.18]With my right hand I open the door [02:13.58]My mom welcomes me with a newspaper and a letter [02:15.79]I see pictures of my father fetched down by shots [02:18.49]In that moment I'm only waiting [02:19.68]For my tears to fall I'm prepared [02:21.03]But to my surprise my eyes are dry and my soul is calm [02:23.33]In my whole body there's no sign of grief for a forgotten person [02:25.57]Staring outside there was something I realized [02:26.28]Tomorrow the sun will rise and together [02:27.71]Will see the beauty of eternity [02:28.97]Salgo a caminar y despejar mis pensamientos [02:30.29]Lo normal sería sufrimiento [02:31.47]O un parecido sentimiento [02:32.17]Le pido a Dios que lo amparé en sus últimos momentos [02:35.57]I go out take a walk and clear my thoughts [02:38.19]The anticipated feeling would be suffering or something similar [02:39.91]I ask God to be merciful in the final hours [02:42.07]Looking back on my life [02:43.14]Life that's gladly been given to me [02:45.21]Open my eyes and embrace the smile [02:49.64] [02:51.03]Given to you & I [02:53.93] [02:56.93]Looking back on my life [02:59.07] [03:02.32]No regret only the sweet journey [03:06.54] [03:07.86]Lessons from the simple steps [03:11.23] [03:12.04]Taking by you & I [03:15.38] [03:18.08]With my right hand first [03:19.01]I open the door to the room where my woman gave birth [03:21.15]To my first born son [03:22.84]Only minutes before [03:24.35]I was in the waiting room nervous [03:25.91]Moms giving me comfort [03:27.48]Family support [03:27.92]As I approached I could hear him crying [03:30.67]I didn't notice [03:31.35]That my tears were running [03:33.13]Pictured myself for a moment in the arms of my father [03:35.52]Flashback to the bended shoulders [03:36.45]On which I'd sit [03:37.70]Grabbing his finger [03:38.35]Taking my first step [03:39.66]Would I become like him [03:41.36] [03:42.11]After a certain age bottle up [03:44.11]Stop showing love [03:44.81]But cold handshakes throughout the years [03:46.68]Replaced by hugs [03:47.68]Father whispered in his ears [03:49.18]The family was gathered [03:50.05]Pictures were taken [03:50.88]My hands still shaking [03:52.12]My joy was beyond words [03:53.76] [03:54.32]Him in my arms [03:55.20]3 generations of tears running so calm [03:57.08]He came with Gods blessing and grace so we named him Faizan [04:00.77]If I worship U in fear of hell burn me in it [04:09.69] [04:10.37]And if I worship U in hope of paradise exclude me from it [04:15.72]But if I worship U for Your own being [04:18.86] [04:19.73]Don't withhold from me Your everlasting beauty [04:23.18] [04:24.32]If I worship U in fear of hell burn me in it [04:28.67] [04:29.23]And if I worship U in hope of paradise exclude me from it [04:32.98] [04:34.04]But if I worship U for Your own being [04:37.41] [04:38.80]Don't withhold from me Your everlasting beauty