A Broken Heart
If I leave my heart with you,
Girl! Would you promise me that
You’d traet it right?
It’s a broken heart, yet strong with might
Was opened, sliced, and nearly died
Got stabbed, time after time, till it almost lost sight
For hearts see, sharper than eyes
For hearts hear, clearer than ears
For hearts love, feel, and get tight
Till Earth becomes too small to hold them alright
I’ve given you my heart, a special heart, would you treat it right?
I’ve given you my love; a love I’ve kept in the broken heart
I was so young, so innocent, but my heart knew; for it’s wise
It’s chosen you to love, to heal the wounds, it knew you’re smart
Yet loving, caring, pure and strong
It knew you’re the one, to live and die with, even when life’s no longer bright
For life is only a passage; wellness, poverty, happiness and strife
Are all the same, if you have a good heart!
My broken heart, had chosen right
A young girl, but a gifted Being
My heart could see that alright
Could feel her innocence and might
Nineteen years later; it turned out, my broken heart, had been right
She’s my love, my friend, my soul-mate
She’s my wife, and my life!
She’s stood beside me, given me a shoulder to cry on, given me her life
She’s the mother of my children, the spirit of our gatherin’, and the answer to our questions
She’s my girl, yesterday, tonight, and tomorrow, till death sets us apart
And even then; I pray: Oh Allah! Make her my companion in Your Paradise
So girl: If I gave you my heart
Would you treat it…