I see you Abbas as the crown that sits on my head
And your name it flows beautifully in each tear it shed
All are… in awe of you
Abbas… I adore you… in each tear I shed
* * *
O’ immortal flag that against the wind flies
O’ mountain that alone could hold seven skies
O’ who could not bear to hear those children’s cries
I tell you that your name, Abbas, never dies
Generations sit, and in awe of you, they listen
And your name sparkles in the tears that, on them, glisten
Watch them… they ache for you
Abbas… I adore you… in each tear I shed
* * *
O’ diamond that your virtues found and made rare
O’ he who has left souls frozen by his glare
O’ he who cares for those that are without care
You have hearts knocking on your door everywhere
All of your father’s lovers share an understanding
If they have a need, at your door they will be standing
Knocking… waiting for you
Abbas… I adore you… in each tear I shed
* * *
O’ lion that, waiting to serve, would kneel
O’ volcano that erupts with your zeal
For you, standing with no water was surreal
O’ Abbas we know you and know how you feel
You stood there confused, as the water poured to the ground
Every drop that falls came for you a torturing sound
Confused… we witness you
Abbas… I adore you… in each tear I shed
* * *
You loved them so much it was almost unfair
Your eyes would light up and burn with their despair
Who hurt them, your thunder would burn out their air
Bodies for these girls’ tears, to you it was fair
Your heart had a gate, and no-one would dare open it
These girls had a key, they’d come and, inside your heart, sit
Their touch… it comforts you
Abbas… I adore you… in each tear I shed
* * *
You reshaped love and you called it brotherhood
Yusuf wishes that, in Hussain’s place, he stood
O’ flagbearer have you not yet understood?
Even love would sing your praises if it could
Don’t you understand, O’ highest peak of selflessness?
You are a symbol to oceans of hearts in distress
Are you… aware of you?
Abbas… I adore you… in each tear I shed
* * *
After you, we found no battle difficult
And to no stranger have we bowed down or knelt
If we were ever weak, your anger we felt
In Abbas’s flame, all those who oppressed would melt
In every lover O’ Abbas there is a battle
And from what you’ve taught, to win it, we are capable
In us… we all found you
Abbas… I adore you… in each tear I shed
* * *
With your sweet name, my existence I would crown
I adore your smile as I do your frown
You taught me to raise my head up when I’m down
Because when I look up, there I see your crown
Everything you are and stood for, it became my pride
I recall this pride with every tear I try to hide
I crowned… my head with you
Abbas… I adore you… in each tear I shed
* * *
If you see that within sorrows I’m drowning
Won’t you extend your hand, after everything?
If I tell you “Abu Fadhil, I’m begging…”
Would you turn away and leave this hurt breaking?
No I do not care if they say it’s impossible
You are the Abbas, you make anything possible
In need… I come to you
Abbas… I adore you… in each tear I shed
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(Dallas – 20/05/13)