When I am dying,
I beg no crying.
Angels will be around me,
No one can see.
Sit with me,
Call the family,
All pray for me.
Read the Quran as much as you can,
To ease my pain.
The Angel of Death will take my soul,
Again I implore no one should howl,
Only pray, pray my soul flows out,
Smoothly like a drop of water from a spout.
Bid me farewell with love,
As it leaves,my soul will hover above,
To bid you adios!