Verses from the Colours album

Sound of Colours

“I pray before the sunrise

Pray when the sun shine

And pray when the sun dies

Our dreams are like mountain

we're just climbing

And if I rest more rise

So we rest all night

Meet options for the day

Rest or rise

ALLAH breathe life

to my dead being

Now am res-u-rise

A Muslim not just have M

but also

Jees in us Christ

The side of Umar

Makes iblis

Just cry”

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