Ya Taiba | Ayisha Abdul Basith

O Tayba, O Tayba
O cure of the patient
We missed you, and passion has called us to you
Passion has called us to you.

As the ship departed, it forgot me
They sailed away and my tears never dried up
They took my heart and my soul with them
O Tayba, you’re the distracted’s love
You’re the distracted’s love.

O Tayba, O Tayba
O cure of the patient
We missed you, and passion has called us to you
Passion has called us to you.

my Qiblah, the house of Allah, I’m patient
Perhaps a day will come to visit you
I wonder, Will I be looking upon al-Kaaba
And being overwhelmed with it’s safety
And being overwhelmed with it’s safety.

O Tayba, O Tayba
O cure of the patient
We missed you, and passion has called us to you
Passion has called us to you.

Our Prophet, my best wishes, to visit u,
At least once in my life
And near you, to perform my prayers
To praise my Lord, and to recite the Qur’an
And to recite the Qur’an.

O Tayba, O Tayba
O cure of the patient
We missed you, and passion has called us to you
Passion has called us to you.

O Madina, How lucky you are
For the coming of the loadstar
May I have a shelter beside you
Indeed, your light has enchanted us
It has enchanted us.

O Tayba, O Tayba
O cure of the patient
We missed you, and passion has called us to you
Passion has called us to you.