Far From My Homeland
(A Song of Longing)
Verse 1
My life has passed in distant lands,
With working heart and steady hands.
I built a home, I raised a name,
Yet nothing here feels quite the same.
I tasted joy, I carried pain,
Through sun and storm, through loss and gain.
But still my heart beats far away—
In my homeland, where it stays.
Chorus
Far from my homeland,
Though I stand tall and strong,
My body lives in foreign streets,
But my heart is where I belong.
No distance breaks that silent bond—
I carry my home beyond.
Verse 2
The water flows, but not the same,
The air feels different, hard to name.
The language speaks, yet feels so cold,
The smiles are quick, but seldom hold.
They call this land so civilized,
With shining roads and modern skies.
Yet something quiet feels misplaced—
A warmth, a faith I once embraced.
Chorus
Far from my homeland,
No wealth can heal this ache.
If dawn arrives without the call,
What comfort can I take?
My soul still turns at break of day
Toward home so far away.
Verse 3
I miss my mother’s whispered prayer,
My father’s calm and steady care.
The sound of adhan in morning light,
Ramadan nights so soft and bright.
The joy of Eid, the open doors,
The simple peace my heart adores.
The warmth of kin, the shared embrace,
The gentle rhythm of that place.
Bridge (Soft)
I came here not in chains or fear,
But to build a life sincere.
Yet wherever I may stand or roam,
My heart still kneels where I call home.
Final Chorus (Slow & Deep)
Far from my homeland,
Time moves, but love remains.
If I cannot return in this life,
Let me return beyond these plains.
Where no distance stands between—
Only peace, serene.
Selam Daim
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