Our Earth - Native Deen

It’s is said in traditions in the past

We’re made from the dust upon the earth

You and I one day we’ll be asked

How each day we treated her

How we are ruining her face, by the trees cut down just out of greed

How we put poison into her veins, we polluted the rivers and the seas

Now she is struggling to breath, the air we’ve spoiled, made a storm

And the fever that I know she feels, our earth heats beyond the norm

Oh how will she receive us, on the day we are laid to rest

Forgive us oh Lord, for what we’ve done to our earth

What have we done to our Earth

When will we open out eyes

And change the way we live our lives

Your Earth, My Earth, Our Earth, Our Earth.

Tierra, Prithvi, Jahan, Ziemia, Bumi Kita, Duniya, Turkish, Zamin, Ardina

(«Our Earth» or «Earth» in Spanish, Bengali/Hindi, Urdu, Polish, Indonesian,

Turkish, Persian and Arabic.)

I see her shivering shaking

cause of all of the mess we are making

But I’m feeling my people awaken

And were headed in a new direction

I’ve started to change the things I buy, I’m making adjustments to my place

I know that change It starts inside, recycling, watching what I waste

And now my voice I use to shout, when these companies try wheel and deal,

Every atom’s weight of good will count, to ease pain that she feels

But I feel a wind of change blowing from heaven above

Let’s heal all the wounds and pain we’ve caused to

Naseeha ja’at min nabeena

Alayna an nahmeeha

Azrau shajarah

Takuno Sadaqa

Tajidu Baraka

Aqaluha Ashara

(Advice came from our Prophet

It is important to take care of the earth

Plant a tree, it will be like a charity

You will get reward, at least 10 times fold.)