00:00I say to her, O soul
00:00I don't have anyone, just you
00:03I have no more breath
00:05If you die
00:05I lost my father, Malik
00:08enough
00:08My orphanhood is now fair
00:10Dad, I succeeded
00:11If you die crooked
00:12I'll be sad
00:13I don't have another breath
00:15Some of the early Muslims used to cry repeatedly
00:17He says, "It is but one soul."
00:20If you lose it
00:21I find no other like her, nor any substitute for her.
00:23There's nothing else
00:24It's the same one, but
