| Sleeping child, on my shoulder,
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| Those around us, curse the sea.
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| Anxious mother turning fearful,
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| Who can blame her, blaming me?
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| Inshallah, Inshallah,
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| If it be your will, it shall come to pass.
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| Inshallah, Inshallah,
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| If it be your will…
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| As the wind blows, growing colder,
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| Against the sad boats, as we flee,
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| Anxious eyes, search in darkness,
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| With the rising of the sea.
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| Inshallah, Inshallah,
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| If it be your will, it shall come to pass.
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| Inshallah, Inshallah,
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| If it be your will...
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| Sea of worries, sea of fears,
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| In our country, only tears.
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| In our future there's no past,
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| If it be your will, it shall come to pass.
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| Inshallah, Inshallah,
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| If it be your will, it shall come to pass.
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| Inshallah, Inshallah,
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| If it be your will… |