07-16-2004, 12:50 PM
A song by Dawud Wharnsby Ali
from album "Road To Madinah"
<b>Madinah Tun-Nabi</b>
There was merriment and joy, a smile on the face of every girl and boy.
The streets of Yathrib welcomed in the prophet of Allah,
Muhammad, sullallahu alayhi wa salaam.
A full white moon shone down upon the land,
rising from the valley between hills of sand.
Being grateful to Allah was The Prophet's demand,
spreading peace through the streets of Madinah.
Madinah Tun-Nabi, Madinah Tun-Nabi,
The city of the prophet is like home to me.
I'll travel through the world but I doubt that I will see
A city with such wonder as Madinah.
Now the narrow winding roads are so full of history,
streets shake with the azan from Masjid un-Nabi.
I feel the shadow of the prophet gently cooling me
as I walk through the streets of Madinah.
Madinah Tun-Nabi, Madinah Tun-Nabi,
The city of the prophet is like home to me.
I'll travel through the world but I doubt that I will see
A city with such wonder as Madinah.
The man who reads Qur'an `neath a date palm tree,
And the smile from the child on the street selling tea,
Enchant me with their beauty and their simplicity
As I walk through the streets of Madinah.
Madina Tun-Nabi, Madinah Tun-Nabi,
The city of the prophet is like home to me.
I'll travel through the world but I doubt that I will see
A city with such wonder as Madinah.
Al Madinatul Munawarah, Oh enlightened city!
Al Madinatul Munawarah, even in my sleep you call to me.
Time has hurried by, time has traveled on so fast
And though wisdom and truth will always last
I wish, I wish, I wish that I could climb into the past
And live with the Prophet in Madinah.
Madinah Tun-Nabi, Madinah Tun-Nabi,
The city of the prophet is like home to me.
I'll travel through the world but I doubt that I will see
A city with such wonder as Madinah.
My heart is never far from the home of the Ansar
And the city of the prophet, Al-Madinah.