My Apeke
Thinking of you
Makes my heart flutter
And I ask myself
What could be better
Than someone
Who reminds you of Allah
My Apeke
In the sweetest of sleep
I dream of her grace
In the brightest of days
Her beauty I embrace
In her company
I find solace
Come, my beloved Apeke
Let's together Ride this wave
For with you Apeke
This journey I long crave
My Apeke
I want to fly in the sky
With you to the Holy house
of Allah, the most High
To circumambulate the Ka'abah
and climb the Mount Arafah
During the holy days
of the month Dhu al-Hijjah
My Apeke
I love you for everything
and love you for nothing
All things become reasons
to Love in all seasons
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