Muslim Belal, Abdullah Rolle - My Sumaya lyrics
[Muslim Belal, Abdullah Rolle - My Sumaya lyrics]
If we don’t care for the children
Then who do we care for?
They are the future, Laylah, Khadijah
If we don’t fight for the children
Then who do we fight for?
They are the future, Ruqayyah, Sumayyah
When you was born
I called the adhan in your ears
I’ve seen you smile, I’ve heard tears
First day of school, I was scared
First ride home back, I was there
Young boy, young girl
I see you the same way I see my own
In the summertime
I like to go to the park with my daughter
We laugh, I watch her whizz
Around on her scooter, fast
Go home and watch Topsy and
Tim, or Charlie and Lola
Like everything’s okay
But what about the little girl who can’t play
She never gets an ice cream on a hot day
Or the young boy
That’s out there in the cold
Even in Palestine, it snows
He ain’t got sufficient clothes or a carer
The same thing was happening in Kenya
And it’s happening in Sudan, and in Pakistan
And it’s happening in Syria
These victims of war crimes and orphans
Try distribute food but there
Ain’t enough portions
And these children in the West
Are still worried about the
Newest coloured Jordan’s
If we don’t care for the children
Then who do we care for?
They are the future, Laylah, Khadijah
If we don’t fight for the children
Then who do we fight for?
They are the future, Ruqayyah, Sumayyah
When I see these children, I see myself
I feel fortunate
Allah blessed me with wealth
But when it comes to the day
For us to donate money
Will we turn our heads away, saying "No
This money’s for me?"
I need this for my house
I need this for my car
I need this for myself
We got diseases in our hearts
What about those little hearts
Why should they sit and starve?
While we sit at this table
And laugh, "Oi, waiter, bring the start-ers"
And that’s followed by the main course
And then we’ll have some tea, cake and fruit
I don’t know about you
But, I don’t feel comfortable
Eating so much food maybe not in this room
But somewhere across the world believe me
There’s some hungry little boys and girls
But why should we care?
You know what, Eid day soon be here
Let’s celebrate, call Jelani, let’s
Rent a Ferrari, eh
Allah protect me, this religion you sent me
Save me, I’m not a kid no more
I got my own baby
Her name’s Sumaya, and she’ll soon be a lady
And I only want the best for her
Please don’t make her have to
See the things I’ve seen
Or walk down the same road
That her dad’s been
Help me guide her, then take her on deen
Ameen
If we don’t care for the children
Then who do we care for?
They are the future, Laylah, Khadijah
If we don’t fight for the children
Then who do we fight for?
They are the future, Ruqayyah, Sumayyah
When you was born
I called the adhan in your ears
I’ve seen you smile, I’ve heard tears
First day of school, I was scared
First ride home back, I was there
Young boy, young girl
I see you the same as I see my own
Then who do we care for?
They are the future, Laylah, Khadijah
If we don’t fight for the children
Then who do we fight for?
They are the future, Ruqayyah, Sumayyah
When you was born
I called the adhan in your ears
I’ve seen you smile, I’ve heard tears
First day of school, I was scared
First ride home back, I was there
Young boy, young girl
I see you the same way I see my own
In the summertime
I like to go to the park with my daughter
We laugh, I watch her whizz
Around on her scooter, fast
Go home and watch Topsy and
Tim, or Charlie and Lola
Like everything’s okay
But what about the little girl who can’t play
She never gets an ice cream on a hot day
Or the young boy
That’s out there in the cold
Even in Palestine, it snows
He ain’t got sufficient clothes or a carer
The same thing was happening in Kenya
And it’s happening in Sudan, and in Pakistan
And it’s happening in Syria
These victims of war crimes and orphans
Try distribute food but there
Ain’t enough portions
And these children in the West
Are still worried about the
Newest coloured Jordan’s
If we don’t care for the children
Then who do we care for?
They are the future, Laylah, Khadijah
If we don’t fight for the children
Then who do we fight for?
They are the future, Ruqayyah, Sumayyah
When I see these children, I see myself
I feel fortunate
Allah blessed me with wealth
But when it comes to the day
For us to donate money
Will we turn our heads away, saying "No
This money’s for me?"
I need this for my house
I need this for my car
I need this for myself
We got diseases in our hearts
What about those little hearts
Why should they sit and starve?
While we sit at this table
And laugh, "Oi, waiter, bring the start-ers"
And that’s followed by the main course
And then we’ll have some tea, cake and fruit
I don’t know about you
But, I don’t feel comfortable
Eating so much food maybe not in this room
But somewhere across the world believe me
There’s some hungry little boys and girls
But why should we care?
You know what, Eid day soon be here
Let’s celebrate, call Jelani, let’s
Rent a Ferrari, eh
Allah protect me, this religion you sent me
Save me, I’m not a kid no more
I got my own baby
Her name’s Sumaya, and she’ll soon be a lady
And I only want the best for her
Please don’t make her have to
See the things I’ve seen
Or walk down the same road
That her dad’s been
Help me guide her, then take her on deen
Ameen
If we don’t care for the children
Then who do we care for?
They are the future, Laylah, Khadijah
If we don’t fight for the children
Then who do we fight for?
They are the future, Ruqayyah, Sumayyah
When you was born
I called the adhan in your ears
I’ve seen you smile, I’ve heard tears
First day of school, I was scared
First ride home back, I was there
Young boy, young girl
I see you the same as I see my own