Wharnsby: Songs and Lyrics !

[AbdulRahman]

This page is dedicated to the canadian singer Dawud Wharnsby and his fans.:thumb:

Wharnsby's biography:

Folk, jazz, rock, world, classical, country: musical genres that have been defined and consistently evolving for decades. Many talented artists interpret, arrange and blend these genres with their unique styles. Few though, are able to claim being pioneers in charting a completely new musical niche. Dawud Wharnsby, however, is such an artist.

A third generation Canadian with Scottish and English roots, Dawud Wharnsby's recordings and reputation have established him as an institution in the realm of English language Nasheed (spiritual songs of a world-rhythm/folk style, drawn from Islamic cultural and musical roots). In true folk-song tradition, his writings have taken on a life of their own - spreading far beyond officially targeted territories by way of a bootleg industry which circulates his recordings unofficially and uncontrollably throughout the world. Though distribution of Wharnsby's material is difficult to gage, his efforts have spawned an artistic movement and musical industry of young artists hailing from Los Angeles, London, Jakarta and all stops in between.

A traveler, writer, troubadour and multi-instrumentalist, Dawud (David) Wharnsby first emerged onto the North American folk music scene in 1991. His debut solo recording "Blue Walls and The Big Sky” (1995), firmly established his skills not only as a crafty lyricist, but also as a powerful vocalist, capable of drawing listeners into his world like a vibrant stage actor or an intimate storyteller.

Merging the Celtic/folk styles of his upbringing with sounds and embellishments of the Middle and Far East, his 1996 CD "A Whisper Of Peace” was followed by a string of internationally recognized recordings including, "Road To Madinah” (1999), "Sunshine, Dust and The Messenger” (2001) and "The Prophet's Hands” (2002) - all released through the US based label Sound Vision. Wharnsby's unique lyrical style, warm voice and knack for penning catchy melodies yield a rich reception from his listeners world-wide, who in many cases do not even speak English as their first language.

Several of Wharnsby's latest recordings feature collaborations with the likes of UK based artist, producer and peace activist Yusuf Islam (formerly CAT STEVENS) South African songwriter Zain Bhikha, Canadian percussion ensemble The Fletcher Valve Drummers, and award winning producer/songwriter Zuriani (KEB'MO', BRENDA RUSSELL, MELISSA MANCHESTER). His newest CD, “Vacuous Waxing” brings together a unique mix of featured artists, including Canadian songwriter Bill Kocher, UK bass legend Danny Thompson (PENTANGLE, NICK DRAKE, EVERYTHING BUT THE GIRL, DONOVAN, RICHARD THOMPSON, ERIC CLAPTON), Canadian folk icon Stephen Fearing (BLACKIE & THE RODEO KINGS, SARAH McLACHLAN) and world renown sitar master Irshad Khan.

Dawud served as an executive member of the creative team behind educational multimedia entity Sound Vision for 7 years. He now oversees his own world-music label Enter Into Peace, scouting for new, talented and "down-to-earth" artists to join him on his quest of "Bridging nations and tribes through education and the arts". Frequently assisting with television and video production, Wharnsby has scored or personally hosted programs produced with the support of Canada's Vision TV, the National Film Board of Canada, CBC, and BBC Scotland. As a respected and vibrant solo musical performer, social activist and motivational speaker, he travels extensively throughout the world and often lectures at schools and universities - addressing gatherings of all ages with his inspirational talks and diverse educational programs for children. Though his performance venues have included Toronto’s prestigious Living Arts Centre, and London England’s famed Royal Albert Hall, Dawud (who got his start humbly busking on cold street corners of small Canadian and Scottish towns) maintains a love of simplicity - never straying far from opportunities to share his music informally with intimate audiences.

When not on tour, Dawud Wharnsby divides his home life between Colorado, (USA), Ontario (Canada) and Damascus (Syria).

[AbdulRahman]

About Muhammad

It would be such a pleasure to have you come along with me,
I accept your gracious offer of kindness and company.
But as we walk along young man and as you help me with my load,
I’ve only one request as we travel down this road,

Don’t talk to me about Muhammad.
Because of him there is no peace and I have trouble in my mind,
so don’t talk to me about Muhammad
and as we walk along together we will get along just fine,
and as we walk along together we will get along.

That man upsets me so, and so much more than you could know,
I hear of his name and reputation everywhere I go.
Though his family and his clan once knew him as an honest man,
he’s dividing everyone with his claim that “God is One”

So don’t talk to me about Muhammad.
Because of him there is no peace and I have trouble in my mind,
so don’t talk to me about Muhammad
and as we walk along together we will get along just fine,
and as we walk along together we will get along.

He’s misled all the weak ones and the poor ones and the slaves,
They think they’ve all found wealth and freedom following his ways.
He’s corrupted all the youth with his twisted brand of truth
convinced them they all are strong, given them somewhere to belong.

So don’t talk to me about Muhammad.
Because of him there is no peace and I have trouble in my mind,
so don’t talk to me about Muhammad
and as we walk along together we will get along just fine,
and as we walk along together we will get along.

Thank you now young man, you’ve really been so kind
Your generosity and smile are very rare to find.
Let me give you some advice, since you’ve been so very nice,
From Muhammad stay away, don’t heed his words or emulate his way.

And don’t talk about Muhammad,
or you will never have true peace and trouble is all you will find.
So don’t talk about Muhammad
and as you travel down life’s road you will get along just fine.

Now before we part and go, if it’s alright just the same,
may I ask, my dear young man, who you are? What is your name?

Forgive me - what was that? Your words weren’t very clear,
my ears are getting old - sometimes its difficult to hear.
It is truly rather funny, though I’m sure I must be wrong,
but I thought I heard you said that your name is Muhammad......

Muhammad?

Ash haduallah ilaha il Allah wa Ash hadu ana Muhammad ur-Rasulullah.

Oh talk to me Muhammad!
Upon you I pray for peace for you have eased my troubled mind!
Oh talk to me Muhammad
and as we walk along together we will get along just fine,
and as I travel down life’s road I will get along just fine.

Words and melody: D.Wharnsby

Download from this link (http://www.a2youth.com/multimedia/audio/anasheed/eng/dw/dw_donttalkaboutmuhammad.wma)

[AbdulRahman]

The Veil

They say, “Oh poor girl you are so beautiful you know
it’s a shame that you cover up your beauty so.”
She just smiles and graciously responds reassuringly,
“This beauty that I have is just a simple part of me.
This body that I have, no stranger has a right to see.
These long clothes and this shawl I wear, ensure my modesty.
Faith is far less fickle than fashion. Wouldn’t you agree?”
This hijab, this mark of piety,
is an act of faith, a symbol, for all the world to see.
A simple cloth, to preserve her dignity.
So lift the veil from your heart to see the heart of purity.

They tell her, “Girl don’t you know this is the west and you are free?
You don’t need to be oppressed, ashamed of your femininity.”
She just shakes her head and she speaks so assuredly,
“See the billboards and the magazines that line the check-out isles,
with their phony painted faces and their air-brushed smiles?
Well their sheer clothes and low cut gowns they are really not for me.
You call it freedom, I call it anarchy.”
This hijab, this mark of piety,
is an act of faith, a symbol, for all the world to see.
A simple cloth, to preserve her dignity.
So lift the veil from your heart to see the heart of purity.

They say, “Sister of belief you are so strong,
your scarf it is a flag of this faith where you belong.”
She just drops here gaze then she smiles with humility,
“I did not wear this shawl at all less than one year ago.
I’ve been judged, misjudged and mis-understood
by those who do not know that,
faith cannot be measured by the garments that we sew.
Beauty, faith and women: objects reduced to a fashion show.”
This hijab, this mark of piety,
is an act of faith, a symbol, for all the world to see.
A simple cloth, to preserve her dignity.
So lift the veil from your heart to see the heart of purity

When we lift the veils from our hearts and seek the heart of purity?

Words and melody: D.Wharnsby (with thanks to Zahra Duran)

Download from this link (http://www.islamonline.net/arabic/arts/2003/07/images/01-a3.mpga)

[AbdulRahman]

What did I do today?

Oh the moon has come, the day is done,
the night has covered up the sun,
I have stood so often before you to pray,
but I wonder Allah, tell me, what did I do today?
Did I remember the words of Al-Fatihah?
Did I take time to thank you for all that I have?
Did I call on you to guide my way?
Tell me what did I do today?

I have whispered to you as I made Ru’ku
Subhana Rabey’yal Adheem.
But was my faith bright or grey?
Oh Allah, tell me, what did I do today?
Did I smile at my brother?
Was I kind to my Mother?
Did I teach another something I know?
Or did my love of this world lead me astray?
Tell me what did I do today?

Sami Allah hu liman hamida
Rabbana Lakal Hamd.
Sami Allah hu liman hamida
Rabbana Lakal Hamd.

Though I’ve bowed to you with my face in the dust,
Subhana Raby’yal a`la.
The blessings you give I could never repay.
Oh Allah, tell me, what did I do today?
Did I use my time?
Did I use my mind?
If I search my heart what will I find?
The light of your guidance is a glimmering ray,
Tell me, what did I do today?
Oh Allah, Tell me what did I do today?

Download from this link (http://www.islamonline.net/arabic/arts/2003/07/images/01-a2.mpga)

[AbdulRahman]

The story of Ibrahim (Peace be upon him)

Father, O Father, why do you do it?
Why do you whittle all day?
Why do you carve those statues of wood
And fashion those idols out of clay?

Father, O Father, why do you do it?
Why do you bow down and pray?
To all those empty gods you’ve made
When there’s such a far better way?

There is only one god
La ilaha illallah
Lord of both the earth and sky
Who knows all the answers to where, what and why.
There is only one god,
La ilaha illallah.

I've looked to the sky, seen the moon and stars
Come then quickly fade away.
I’ve seen the sun so strong and bright,
Die at the end of the day.

I’ve seen the perfection of all creation,
in every creature and leaf,
And I don’t understand any woman or man,
Who denies the one true belief.

There is only one god
La ilaha illallah
who will not fade and who will not die
who knows all the answers to where, what and why
There is only one god
La ilaha illallah

People, O people, why won’t you heed
My call to the Straight Way?
Your hearts are as hard as the idols you carve.
You listen but won’t hear a word that I say.

People, O people, why put your faith
In gods of gold and wood?
They crumble away, they have no life.
They cause no harm and they do no good.

There is only one god
La ilaha illallah
I don’t understand why you choose to deny
that Allah knows all the answers to where, what and why.
There is only one god
La ilaha illallah

People, O people, you’ve tried to break me
You’ve called me a fool and a liar.
But I will not burn in your flames
For faith in Allah will cool any fire.

So hate me or hurt me, do what you will
Even banish me from this land,
I will pray to Allah that the truth comes to you
And I pray that some day you will all understand

There is only one god
La ilaha illallah
Lord of both the earth and sky
Who will not fade and who will not die
There is only one god
La ilaha illallah
No, I don’t understand why you choose to deny
that Allah knows all the answers to where, what and why
There is only one god
La ilaha illallah

Download from this link (http://www.ontdekislam.nl/ccount/click.php?id=30)

[AbdulRahman]

The story of Yusuf (Peace be upon him)

We sipped our tea as he sat next to me, cross legged on the floor
and he spoke of his youth thrown to the wolves
a student of the hardship of war.
A war which shaped him and molded him to a grateful and God fearing man;
the struggle of a nation burned in his eyes as he re-lived his war-torn homeland.
Accused and abuse he was stolen away,
no justice exists with no law
Like the Prophet Yusuf he was thrown into prison
but they couldn’t cage his faith in Allah.

The beautiful story of Yusuf has so much to fill our lives.
A lesson in forgiveness and brotherhood we cannot compromise.
The power of patience and the fire of hope, must burn in the hearts of the wise.
The beautiful story of Yusuf has so much to fill our lives.

It seemed like endless days and morningless nights, his family so blind with concern,
while he held tight to his hope and his faith in Allah
for the day they would see his return.
The guards laughing in the black of the night as they kicked him and beat him raw,
and the blood and the dirt and the grime of the world and the dark side of man that he saw.
And in the minutes and months and years that dripped by, greying away his youth,
he spent his hours in quiet worship and in silent struggle for the truth.

The beautiful story of Yusuf has so much to fill our lives.
A lesson in forgiveness and brotherhood we cannot compromise.
The power of patience and the fire of hope, must burn in the hearts of the wise.
The beautiful story of Yusuf has so much to fill our lives.

He wiped tears from his cheek with the smile on his face,
brushed the hair back from his daughter’s eyes
and as she finished her lesson and closed her Qur’an, it was clear then to recognize,
Allah only tests those who are loved.
His little girl climbed up onto his knees.
The words of Allah are clear to the world, “With hardship will always come ease.”

The beautiful story of Yusuf has so much to fill our lives.
A lesson in forgiveness and brotherhood we cannot compromise.
The power of patience and the fire of hope, must burn in the hearts of the wise.
The beautiful story of Yusuf has so much to fill our lives.

Download from this link (http://www.a2youth.com/multimedia/audio/anasheed/eng/dw/dw_roadtomedinah_03_thebeautifulstory.wma)

[AbdulRahman]

Rhythm of Surrender

Can you hear the rhythm of all creation?
The rhythm of the clapping of the thunder and the rain?
Can you see the rhythm of all creation?
The lightening and leaves and the seasons as they change?

Watch the children in the field, spinning round and round.
Watch their lanky, laughing, dizzy, silly falls upon the ground.
They grip on to long grass afraid of spinning with the sun.
Reality deceives them `neath a smiling mask of fun.

Can you hear the rhythm of all creation?
The rhythm of the children aging brown hair into gray?
Can you see the rhythm of all creation?
Alternation of the moon and stars passing into day?

Watch the grown ups all twirling with the clock throughout the day.
Watch them spinning through the hours while the time hands tick away.
They talk and grip the world, as they would catch a falling knife.
Reality deceives them `neath amusing games of life.

Can you hear the rhythm of all creation?
The storm against the sand and the pulsating waves?
Can you see the rhythm of all creation?
The rhythm of the children running wind upon the graves?

The rhythm of our world beats in surrender and in time,
Our blood and our breathing testify.
The rhythm of surrender is a part of who we are,
With each heartbeat and involuntary blink of our eye,
A part of us we can’t deny.

Words and melody: D.Wharnsby
©2004 Enter Into Peace

Download from this link (http://www.ontdekislam.nl/ccount/click.php?id=29)

[AbdulRahman]

The everything song

I'm gonna take my bicycle and ride out to a field
and play under the sky with the mosquitoes and the birds.
We can play together, you can come with me.
Have you ever had a picnic sitting high up in a tree?

Every single blade of grass
And every day and month that pass
and every colored leaf that decorates the fall.
Every flake of snow is different,
every place you go is different,
everyone you know is different,
that's the beauty of it all.

There are a million picture puzzle pieces in the passing clouds
we can contemplate and dream upon the beauty of the signs.
I like to lay down with my head upon the grass,
laughing with the moon and winking back at stars that pass.

Every single star you see
and every rock within the sea
and every drop of rain that you've ever felt fall.
Every flake of snow is different,
every place you go is different,
everyone you know is different,
that's the beauty of it all.

Every print on every finger of each human on the earth
is different from each other finger print since the start of time.
Nadia speaks with her hands not a sound comes from her lips,
Abdullah doesn't use his eyes, reads with his finger tips.

Every face and you and me,
and every stripe on every bee,
every creature that you see swim, fly run or crawl,
every flake of snow is different,
every place you go is different, everyone you know is different
that's the beauty of it all.

Words and melody: D.Wharnsby
©1998 Enter Into Peace

Download from this link (http://www.islamonline.net/arabic/arts/2003/07/images/01-a4.mpga)

[AbdulRahman]

Full Of Humility

Put all our pride away
always find a gentle word to say.
You know we shouldn’t fool ourselves
Allah has given so much to you and me.
Put all our pride away,
always thank Allah when we pray.
You know we shouldn’t be full of ourselves
when we, should be full of humility.

We’re all living here together on this planet floatin’ `round the sun.
We’re all equal to one another, no one’s better than anyone.
The only thing we'll find to weigh us all apart
is the faith only Allah can see, deep inside our hearts.

Put all our pride away
always find a gentle word to say.
You know we shouldn’t fool ourselves
Allah has given so much to you and me.
Put all our pride away,
always thank Allah when we pray.
You know we shouldn’t be full of ourselves
when we, should be full of humility.

Trying hard to simply be humble and never act too proud,
it’s easy to trip and stumble with your nose up above the clouds.
It’s always best to be modest and keep our feet on the ground
`cause pride can eat us up inside when we’re arrogant and loud.

Put all our pride away
always find a gentle word to say.
You know we shouldn’t fool ourselves
Allah has given so much to you and me.
Put all our pride away,
always thank Allah when we pray.
You know we shouldn’t be full of ourselves
when we, should be full of humility.

Words and melody: D.Wharnsby

Download from this link (http://www.a2youth.com/multimedia/audio/anasheed/eng/dw/dw_roadtomedinah_02_fullofhumility.wma)

[AbdulRahman]

Colours of Islam

Allah made us all a different shade and colour.
Nations and tribes recognize one another!
’cause every single person is your sister or brother.
So many different colours of Islam.

Fill the world with colour, paint it everywhere you go.
Paint everything you see, and tell everyone you know.
Qur’an will be your paint, and your brush will be iman,
So fill the world with colour, every colour of Islam.

Truth as clear and blue as the sky we walk under.
Love as bright and loud as the lightening and thunder.
Peace as pure and white as the moon, so full of wonder.
So many different colours of Islam!

Fill the world with colour, paint it everywhere you go.
Paint everything you see, and tell everyone you know.
Qur’an will be your paint, and your brush will be iman,
So fill the world with colour, every colour of Islam.

Smiles, warm and shining, like the sun upon our faces.
Hope as rich and green as the trees of an oasis.
The colours of our faith bloom in so many places.
So many different colours of Islam

Fill the world with colour, paint it everywhere you go.
Paint everything you see, and tell everyone you know.
Qur’an will be your paint, and your brush will be iman,
So fill the world with colour, every colour of Islam.

Words and melody: D.Wharnsby
©Copyright 1997 Enter Into Peace

Download from this link (http://www.anasheed.com/songs/misc/m_colorsofislam-dw.rm)

[AbdulRahman]

A Whisper of Peace

A whisper of peace
Moving through the land,
Allah will surely run to us
If we hold out our hand,
A word of hope
A call to every woman and man,
A light until the end of time
This is al-Islam.

A smile of hope,
spreading to each face,
a charity - like moon light,
guiding all our human race.
A universal song
to pass on as we’re keeping pace.
A blessing without barrier
and a gift of gentle grace.

Words and melody: D.Wharnsby
©1995/2005 Enter into Peace

Download from this link (http://www.a2youth.com/multimedia/audio/anasheed/eng/dw/dw_awisperofpeace.wma)

[AbdulRahman]

http://www.wharnsby.com

waiting 4 comments :) .

[sketchyjoe]

Seriously, what the ****?

[AbdulRahman]

No comment..

I won't reply to those nasty words as my manners as a muslim forbids saying vulgar words and insulting others..

[TojesDolan]

I don't think this is the right place to do this. for discussing lyrics and such, use the lyrics and songwriting subforum, a few scrolls down this one.

I hope that was of some help.

[On The Edge]

No comment..

I won't reply to those nasty words as my manners as a muslim forbids saying vulgar words and insulting others..

Thanks for the effort?

No need to post all the lyrics though.




How cool are the Muhammed cartoons
> >
< <