Sleeping child, on my shoulderThose around us, curse the seaAnxious mother turning fearfulWho can blame her, blaming me?Inshallah, inshallahIf it be your will, it shall come to passInshallah, inshallahIf it be your willAs the wind blows, growing colderAgainst the sad boats, as we fleeAnxious eyes, search in darknessWith the rising of the seaInshallah, inshallahIf it be your will, it shall come to passInshallah, inshallahIf it be your willSea of worries, sea of fearsIn our country, only tearsIn our future there's no pastIf it be your will, it shall come to passInshallah, inshallahIf it be your will, it shall come to passInshallah, inshallahIf it be your will
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