Sakratul maut

lulled in the hustle and bustle of this world
to forget theMU

lost in the world
to forget theMU

lost in the pride of this world
to forget you

really shy this yourself ....
so many sins that have been committed

Stumbled seoul with a heart full of desire
miss a word that pierces the soul
open an empty heart
wants to meet MU

in unlimited space
full of graceMU affection
bend the expected supplications of ME
dangle in the tensions of prayer in the recesses of the heart

it is nice that no word is spoken ...
drops of tears washed away the nostrils of this desiring heart
YES ALLAH really YOU BIG MAHA
omnipped homesickness miss MU in themselves
slamming the swinging body of the soul
recovery identity always remember MU
in the world ahkirat only fixed on MU always

nafaspun did not feel that it was gone ...
hands can not afford to hold the world again
the ground slowly closed
smiling lips accompanied by strings of prayer
sobs broke up
accompany the departure to you.