Arafat Dağı

Mount Arafat is a lofty mountain
Believe me, the prophet has not died, he is alive
I have reached its summit, it's a garden of roses
I have come to visit you, my lord
I have come to seek your blessing, my lord

While coming to you, they saw me
They set an ambush on my path
My treacherous self struck at the core of my being
I have come to visit you, my lord
I have come to seek your blessing, my lord

While coming to you, my arm was broken
I cried a lot, my tears turned into a flood
My treacherous self joined forces with the devil
It struck at the core of my being, I seek your help, my lord
I have come to seek your blessing, my lord

You advised me, but I did not keep my word
I did not push myself onto the path shown to us
I did not sing like a nightingale with my friends
I have come to visit you, my lord
I have come to seek your blessing, my lord