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Aankh Uthi Mohabbat Ne Angrai by Ustad Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan Sahab - Original Vesrion

Aankh Uthi Mohabbat Ne Angrai - NFAK

Sajna By Sibtain Khalid, NESCAFÉ Basement, Season3, Episode 3 By NESCAFÉ Basement

Mauvais Iver  (prod. Qazers)

Deep in his heart a quiet fire was turning,
a flame that rose with every breath he knew.
Born from a spark that kept its ancient yearning,
a glow from distant ages shining through.

There was a time the waters flowed around him,
a gentle tide that carried him unseen.
From the davak came an ember softly rising,
a secret light that kept his spirit clean.

It grew into a fire ever clearer,
a truth that called him onward through the night,
a whisper like a voice that drew him nearer,
a flame within a flame of guiding light.

Zion, the flame that calls him higher.
Zion, the rising of his soul.
Zion, the never ending fire.
Zion, the name that makes him whole.

He walked the world with quiet steps of longing,
the hidden glow still burning in his chest.
No night could steal the path his heart was drawing,
no storm could take the fire from its rest.

A thousand roads that offered him direction,
a thousand voices pulling him aside,
yet all fell silent in the true reflection
of one flame rising like a tide.

Zion, the flame that calls him higher.
Zion, the rising of his soul.
Zion, the never ending fire.
Zion, the name that makes him whole.

In deepest night he felt the quiet wonder,
a distant oath he never could deny.
A guiding light that split the darkness under,
more steady than the stars above the sky.

The ember grew into a flood of fire,
a power born beyond the touch of fear.
It called his heart with ever growing desire,
a voice that drew him year by year.

He felt the sand beneath his steps awaken,
a path unfolding where no path had been.
And when the waves before him rose unshaken,
they opened wide and let the light walk in.

For forty years he wandered through revelation,
through desert winds and secrets of the divine,
each step a whisper of a hidden nation,
each dawn a sign that he was held by time.

And on the mountain crowned with ancient thunder,
he felt the earth fall silent at his hands.
The fire spoke in words that split the wonder,
a law of light that every soul withstands.

He carried down the tablets born of fire,
the covenant that shone through dust and stone,
a truth that called his spirit ever higher,
a guiding voice that claimed him as its own.

For when his soul grew weary on the journey,
and every distant road seemed cold and wide,
the ancient spark returned in quiet mercy,
the light of Zion burning at his side.

He saw a mountain shining with a fire,
a radiant call no mortal could ignore.
The flame within revealed his true desire,
a destiny that opened like a door.

Zion, the flame that calls him higher.
Zion, the rising of his soul.
Zion, the never ending fire.
Zion, the name that makes him whole.

Zion, eternal fire within him.
Zion, the truth his heart recalls.
Zion, the light that will not fail him.
Zion, forever when night falls.

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