Lyrics:
Ya Nabi Ya Nabi Ya Nabi Ya Nabi Ya Nabi Ya Nabi Ya Nabi Ya Nabi Kaba qibla go tumi nabi Mustafa Kaba qibla tumi nabi Mustafa Ami achi baykul kobe
laai jaa Tere aaney se pahle, Sanam khana tha kaaba, Tere aaney se qibla, Bana ghar ju khuda ka, Ali a.s sajdy ka sajda, Ibadat ki ibadat, Azano mei hy
Qadar fikar na jana bandeya Labda phiray ta kiu karay duhai Na tay sajda na tay qibla Man teray di karay safai Labda phiray tu andar bahir Kho gae
yeh waaste Inhi sochon mein betha hua hun na janay Kab se khuda ko taraashne Kabhi manzil nahi hai kabhi qibla hi mera Bhatkaya hua hai talaash ne
artıq harada şimal, harada cənub, əsası harada qiblə? Sizcə həqiqət yuxarıda? Biz axtarırıq dibdə Oşo ölüm ayağında pıçıldadı "Mən "fake"-əm..."
the same when I saw him again, he's a real shapeshifter Use to pray facing Qibla I just chill in my sector, you know I'm Hannibal Lecter Put that boy in
Rajjab ko aya Kaabe ko banane Qibla Boli Yeh jidaare Kaaba lo mera Maseeha Aya Quran jise kehte hain wo rab ka Saheefa aaya Kaabe ka Kaaba hyder Hum sab ka
Gawahi Me Hai Ab Tak Ba Khuda Sangrezoun Se Mili Dushman e Kaaba Ko Saza Qibla Hai Ali Hyder Kaaba Hai Ali Hyder Munkir e Moula Ke Sar Par Bhi Gira Hai
ka marham Ali qibla ali kaaba ali awwal ali khatam Ali ke naam se mushkil khushayi hoti hai Ali ke sadqe me haajat rawaayi hoti hai Zikre ali hi zikre
benn bu ci génn nëbb fi junni sukk jalañee, Tefes yi yàkaar tasee yeene xol yi falañ ne. Fajar jing koy fasee, talal loxo Qibla lepp loo fa ñaan, ñaanal
la Qibla qui blaguent au mic en habit bleu Nous on maquille ces putains d'feuilles immaculées en nuits bleues Ils brandissent la Bible et mettent
Ali Qibla Ali Masjid Ali Mimbaar Ali Saqi Ali Kausar Ali Malik Ali rizwan Ali essa Ali Moosa Ali qizro Ali Yahiya Ali Yaseen Ali taha Ali Hirzo Ali
wünschen kann Drum bins nicht ich der meine pläne macht Sondern Allah Es fühlt sich an wie ein wunder Dankbar 5 mal am tag Knie richtung qibla Ya rabb ist
city pure Oh city of God's friends Oh qibla we first prayed to We'll pray there once again And Shaytan's najis soldiers came Marching in their boots Oh
city pure Oh city of God's friends Oh qibla we first prayed to We'll pray there once again And Shaytan's najis soldiers came Marching in their boots Oh
Promised Powers – Pistols Paradise Permanently Perished – Polluted Parades Prospered Quran Qualified Qibla – Quickly Quoted Quality – Questioned Quarrel
tous fils de la Qibla qui blaguent au mic en habit bleu Nous en maquille ces putains d'feuilles immaculées en nuits bleues Ils brandissent la Bible et
thak gaya ayesa tera sabr tha ya hussain Mera aaqa hussain mera qibla hussain Sari dunia kahe meri dunia hussain Shane wafa hussain jane azaa hussain
y'a aucun signe Je tourne en rond rond (rond rond) La Qibla à l'Est? Moi je n'sais plus J'ai plus de repère Je m'sens perdu Sans ton aide je peux plus
la Qibla qui blaguent au mic en habit bleu Nous on maquille ces putains d'feuilles immaculées en nuits bleues Ils brandissent la Bible et mettent
Pour quelques dollars tu deviens le molah Si t'égorges papa, tournes-le vers la Qibla Du Dalaï-Lama à la junte birmane Tu pleures ton hymen dans les
tous fils de la Qibla qui blaguent au mic en habit bleu Nous en maquille ces putains d'feuilles immaculées en nuits bleues Ils brandissent la Bible et
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