Far from Arafat yet my heart felt near
The excitement built from long before
Finally, the time has come to knock on Allah's door
Millions of Haajis gather on Arafat's land
Yet when the angels are counted, they outnumber man
A blanket of white all supplicating to one supreme being
Adopting humility that has never been seen
Finding Allah's mercy is not a heavy task
O Haaji, simply lift your hands, and sincerely ask
Indeed Oh Haaji, sinless you will return home
Even though your sins are more than the ocean's foam
Thousands of hands lifted, millions of tears shed
Allah's mercy showered, Shaytaan's efforts dead
Oh Haaji, become the friend of Allah, keep Him at your side
For in difficulty back home, He will still be your guide
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