The Lord’s pages… Ali, Ali… Sing your praises… Ali, Ali
If his book talks… Ali, Ali… In you it walks… Ali, Ali
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Today it was as if revelation descended
And to be Ali the book of God had pretended
Is Ali the Quran or is it Ali instead?
What was just born… the Quran or Ali?
God converses… Ali, Ali… in your verses… Ali, Ali
If his book talks… Ali, Ali… In you it walks… Ali, Ali
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One hundred and fourteen chapters till now were idle
In the Ka’ba you were born and breaks every idol
Ali you have the Lord’s very house as your cradle
Does God’s house sway… to comfort you Ali?
The Ka’ba sways… Ali, Ali… on you it prays… Ali, Ali
If his book talks… Ali, Ali… In you it walks… Ali, Ali
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It’s as if to you the house of God itself gave birth
How great will you become if your birth weighs down the Earth?
And was it your birth that gave the house of God it’s worth?
Its walls were closed… but opened for Ali
The book of God… Ali, Ali… you would applaud… Ali, Ali
If his book talks… Ali, Ali… In you it walks… Ali, Ali
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How fitting that the Lord’s book begins in the Ka’ba
How fitting that its soul is breathed into you Haider
O’ Quran and waits for you the Chapter of Kawthar
Waiting for you… Fatima O’ Ali
Kawthar awaits… Ali, Ali… for you she waits… Ali, Ali
If his book talks… Ali, Ali… In you it walks… Ali, Ali
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Born in the Ka’ba for around you the worlds rotate
Those who want Muhammad’s city must pass through his gate
Even your enemy to your cradle shall prostrate
What are you worth… everything O’ Ali
Your life begins… Ali, Ali… as do Heavens… Ali, Ali
If his book talks… Ali, Ali… In you it walks… Ali, Ali
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(London – 02/03/16)