Текст и перевод песни Salsha Chan - Aisyah Istri Rasulullah

Aisyah Istri Rasulullah

Mulia, indah, cantik berseri
Kulit putih, bersih, merah di pipimu
Dia Aisyah, putri Abu Bakar
Istri Rasulullah

Sungguh sweet Nabi mencintamu
Hingga Nabi minum di bekas bibirmu
Bila marah, Nabi 'kan bermanja
Mencubit hidungnya

Aisyah, romantisnya cintamu dengan Nabi
Dengan Baginda, kau pernah main lari-lari
Selalu bersama
Hingga ujung nyawa kau di samping Rasulullah

Aisyah, sungguh manis, oh, sirah kasih cintamu
Bukan persis novel mula benci jadi rindu
Kau istri tercinta, ya, Aisyah, ya, Khumaira
Rasul sayang, Rasul cintamu

Mulia, indah, cantik berseri
Kulit putih, bersih, merah di pipimu
Dia Aisyah, putri Abu Bakar
Istri Rasulullah

Sungguh sweet Nabi mencintamu
Hingga lelah, Nabi baring di jilbabmu
Seketika kau pula bermanja
Mengikat rambutnya

Aisyah, romantisnya cintamu dengan Nabi
Dengan Baginda, kau pernah main lari-lari
Selalu bersama
Hingga ujung nyawa kau di samping Rasulullah

Aisyah, sungguh manis, oh, sirah kasih cintamu
Bukan persis novel mula benci jadi rindu
Kau istri tercinta, ya, Aisyah, ya, Khumaira

Aisyah, romantisnya cintamu dengan Nabi
Dengan Baginda, kau pernah main lari-lari
Selalu bersama
Hingga ujung nyawa kau di samping Rasulullah

Aisyah, sungguh manis, oh, sirah kasih cintamu
Bukan persis novel mula benci jadi rindu
Kau istri tercinta, ya, Aisyah, ya, Khumaira
Rasul sayang, Rasul cintamu

Aisha, the Wife of the Prophet Muhammad

Sublime, beautiful, with radiant glow
Fair skin, pure, with rosy cheeks
She is Aisha, daughter of Abu Bakr
The wife of the Prophet Muhammad

So sweet was the Prophet's love for you
That he would drink from the rim of your cup
When angered, the Prophet would indulge in play
Pinching your nose

Aisha, how romantic was your love for the Prophet
With the Messenger of Allah, you once ran races
Always together
Until the end, you were by the Prophet Muhammad's side

Aisha, how sweet, oh, the tale of your love
Not like a novel, starting with hate and turning into longing
You were the beloved wife, Aisha, the Khumaira
The Prophet cherished you, the Prophet loved you

Sublime, beautiful, with radiant glow
Fair skin, pure, with rosy cheeks
She is Aisha, daughter of Abu Bakr
The wife of the Prophet Muhammad

So sweet was the Prophet's love for you
That when he grew weary, he would lay upon your scarf
In an instant, you too would indulge in play
Biding his hair

Aisha, how romantic was your love for the Prophet
With the Messenger of Allah, you once ran races
Always together
Until the end, you were by the Prophet Muhammad's side

Aisha, how sweet, oh, the tale of your love
Not like a novel, starting with hate and turning into longing
You were the beloved wife, Aisha, the Khumaira

Aisha, how romantic was your love for the Prophet
With the Messenger of Allah, you once ran races
Always together
Until the end, you were by the Prophet Muhammad's side

Aisha, how sweet, oh, the tale of your love
Not like a novel, starting with hate and turning into longing
You were the beloved wife, Aisha, the Khumaira
The Prophet cherished you, the Prophet loved you