Lyrics and translation Hijjaz - Sunnah Orang Berjuang

Sunnah Orang Berjuang

Berjuang menempah susah
Menanggung derita menongkah fitnah
Itulah gelombang hidup samudera duka
Seorang mujahid membela tauhid

Dipisah dia berkelana
Dibelenggu dia uzlah menagih mehnah
Namun jiwa tetap mara memburu cinta
Membara demi Allah dan rasul-Nya

Berjuang tak pernah senang
Ombak derita tiada henti
Tenang resah silih berganti
Inilah sunnah orang berjuang

Malamnya bagai rahib merintis sayu
Dihiris dosa air mata
Siangnya bagaikan singa dirimba
Memerah keringat mencurah tenaga
Sudah sunnah berjuang ke jalan Allah

Berjuang memang pahit
Kerana syurga itu manis
Bukan sedikit mahar yang perlu dibayar
Bukan sedikit pedih yang ditagih

Berjuang ertinya terkorban
Rela terhina kerna kebenaran
Antara dua jadi pilihan
Dunia yang fana atau syurga

Berjuang tak pernah senang
Ombak derita tiada henti
Tenang resah silih berganti
Inilah sunnah orang berjuang

Malamnya bagai rahib merintis sayu
Dihiris dosa air mata
Siangnya bagaikan singa dirimba
Memerah keringat mencurah tenaga

Berjuang ertinya terkorban
Rela terhina kerna kebenaran
Antara dua jadi pilihan
Dunia yang fana atau syurga

The Sunnah of a Warrior

Struggling, enduring hardship,
Bearing suffering, confronting slander,
These are the waves of life, an ocean of grief,
A mujahid defending the oneness of God.

Separated, he wanders,
Imprisoned, he isolates himself, seeking trials,
Yet his spirit still marches, hunting for love,
Burning for Allah and His Messenger.

Struggling is never easy,
Waves of suffering never cease,
Calm and anxiety alternate,
This is the sunnah of a warrior.

His nights are like a monk's, carving out sorrow,
Sins sliced by tears,
His days are like a lion in the jungle,
Sweating, pouring out his energy,
It's the sunnah to strive on the path of Allah.

The struggle is indeed bitter,
Because paradise is sweet,
The dowry to be paid is not small,
The pain demanded is not insignificant.

To struggle means to be sacrificed,
Willing to be humiliated for the truth,
Between two, a choice must be made,
The fleeting world or paradise.

Struggling is never easy,
Waves of suffering never cease,
Calm and anxiety alternate,
This is the sunnah of a warrior.

His nights are like a monk's, carving out sorrow,
Sins sliced by tears,
His days are like a lion in the jungle,
Sweating, pouring out his energy,

To struggle means to be sacrificed,
Willing to be humiliated for the truth,
Between two, a choice must be made,
The fleeting world or paradise.