Every thought a Thought of You
No more thought, I ought to do...
When there ain't a thing we see

Or touch we trust is true
Every thought a thought of You


Every look in search of You
No need for book when we're with You
You wear a thin disguise,

O, Light within my Brother's eyes!
Every look in search of You


Every song in praise of You
Our darkest nights are days to You
The Trees raise branches high

Like arms in church to grateful Sky,
Every song in praise of You


No one here to believe but You
Everyone else is bound to leave but You
When they swear, their love is real, they mean

I like the way you make me feel
No one here to believe but You
There is no one here to believe but You


Kul-anaya fikr minh ka
Abadan ahatmam enna ajab

Hayya'alal falal qad qamadis alah
Haqq: la illaha il Allah