Now He travels to the Mountains of Haraz
A beacon shines on top of Hutaib
A gleaming dome to the era of yesteryears
For that is where His predecessors wrote
The books of Knowledge
History foretold 600 years ago
unfolds in front of our very eyes
A race towards 100 with humility
Acknowledge the past for they are ahead
Kerbala, Najaf, Hind, Misr
All who sacrificed for this very day
Specs of white climb the hills of Shibaam
Thousands lined up to peak the First
He comes last to initiate
The words of wisdom from the past
Alive they become guiding us all
Like a lighthouse at Hutaib
For the domes gleaming and beckoning us home
A journey promised by Husain
Written by Hatim and Idris
And spoken and practiced by Mohammed
We are fortunate to see Him
A hundred years in the making in front of our own eyes
May we see a hundred more for it never is enough
