Oh I wish we were companions

This is another Nasheed I wrote about being alive at the time of the Prophet Muhammad (SAW) (Peace and blessings be upon him). For those of you who don’t know a Nasheed is a work of vocal music that is either sung acapella or accompanied by percussion instruments such as the daf. In general, Islamic nasheeds do not contain lamellaphone instruments. The material and lyrics of a nasheed usually make reference to Islamic beliefs, history, and religion, as well as current events. This Nasheed is a cover of “I Wish I Was A Punk Rocker” by Sandi Thom. I am looking to get this recorded so any Nasheed artists out there please feel free to get in touch.

I wish we were companions when the Qur’an was being shared

Back when the Prophet was spreading Islam through the air

We came too late, into a world that isn’t fair

Oh I wish we were companions when the Qur’an was being shared

When Jibreel came down to Hira

And came to the Prophet from afar

Gave him a hug and told him to read in the name of your lord

When Khadijah went to Waraka

Who confirmed Muhammad was Allah’s messager

The last and final one to ever roam the earth

I wish we were companions when the Qur’an was being shared

Back when the Prophet was spreading Islam through the air

We came too late, into a world that isn’t fair

Oh I wish we were companions when the Qur’an was being shared

When the order came down for salah

And people started worshipping Allah

When people were so happy once Ramadan drew near

Ridding back into Mecca

When he did Tawaf of the Kaaba

When Muhammad went to Al-Aqsa and lead angels and Prophets in prayer

I wish we were companions when the Qur’an was being shared

Back when the Prophet was spreading Islam through the air

We came too late, into a world that isn’t fair

Oh I wish we were companions when the Qur’an was being shared

When people from far would walk

Just to listen to the Prophet talk

And the air was filled with peace and the love for Islam

When the Prophet himself spit the moon

And the world wasn’t full of gloom

May Allah let us see his face when we’re lying in our graves

I wish we were companions when the Qur’an was being shared

Back when the Prophet was spreading Islam through the air

We came too late, into a world that isn’t fair

Oh I wish we were companions when the Qur’an was being shared

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