He stepped inside his home, and He was overwhelmed with fear
An angel came with words from God, things were still unclear
Saying read - read, but he could not read,
Amazing words he heard
A trembling deep inside his heart, confused by what had occurred
And there was only one who could comfort him
And help him see the light
To ease his fears, to reassure
It was Khadijah, his wife...
He said Zamilooni, Zamilooni, Dathirooni, Dathirooni,
A mighty task has come before me...
I need you here with me...by my side...
She was a woman of nobility, successful in all her trade
Many wealthy men had asked for her, she had turned them all away
But when she saw Muhammad, a shining moon, may peace be on his soul
He was a light for her - so right for her - her life will now be whole
But she had never seen him so distressed, as he was there that day
She would comfort him, and hold him tight, and chase his doubts away
He said Zamilooni, Zamilooni,
Dathirooni, Dathirooni,
A mighty task has come before me...
I need you here with me...by my side...
We look for stories of love,
in places dark and cold
When we have a guiding light,
for the whole world to behold
But were so selfish in our ways,
and to the ones we hold so close
Our own pleasure and happiness
is what we value most
But she sacrificed all her wealth
and everything she had
and he honoured her and gave her faith,
when the times were bad, when times were bad
Now years have passed, times had changed, since Khadijah breathed her last.
and the message of the one true God
was spreading far and vast
But then he came across some jewellery,
that Khadijah once had worn
His eyes began to swell with tears, his heart again began to mourn
Cause she was there for him, when times were rough, and his enemies were cruel
Was the first Believer, so keen and eager, to comfort Al-Rasool
when He said: Zamilooni, Zamilooni
Dathirooni, Dathirooni
A mighty task has come before me...
I need you here with me...by my side...
An angel came with words from God, things were still unclear
Saying read - read, but he could not read,
Amazing words he heard
A trembling deep inside his heart, confused by what had occurred
And there was only one who could comfort him
And help him see the light
To ease his fears, to reassure
It was Khadijah, his wife...
He said Zamilooni, Zamilooni, Dathirooni, Dathirooni,
A mighty task has come before me...
I need you here with me...by my side...
She was a woman of nobility, successful in all her trade
Many wealthy men had asked for her, she had turned them all away
But when she saw Muhammad, a shining moon, may peace be on his soul
He was a light for her - so right for her - her life will now be whole
But she had never seen him so distressed, as he was there that day
She would comfort him, and hold him tight, and chase his doubts away
He said Zamilooni, Zamilooni,
Dathirooni, Dathirooni,
A mighty task has come before me...
I need you here with me...by my side...
We look for stories of love,
in places dark and cold
When we have a guiding light,
for the whole world to behold
But were so selfish in our ways,
and to the ones we hold so close
Our own pleasure and happiness
is what we value most
But she sacrificed all her wealth
and everything she had
and he honoured her and gave her faith,
when the times were bad, when times were bad
Now years have passed, times had changed, since Khadijah breathed her last.
and the message of the one true God
was spreading far and vast
But then he came across some jewellery,
that Khadijah once had worn
His eyes began to swell with tears, his heart again began to mourn
Cause she was there for him, when times were rough, and his enemies were cruel
Was the first Believer, so keen and eager, to comfort Al-Rasool
when He said: Zamilooni, Zamilooni
Dathirooni, Dathirooni
A mighty task has come before me...
I need you here with me...by my side...