A call to the lost, a whisper through time,
A chance to return, to make it right, sublime.
The doors stay open, no matter how far,
Mercy awaits beneath every star.
There's a moment in the silence, when the heart speaks loud,
Through the noise of regret, beneath the shadowed cloud.
Turn back, oh soul, the path still remains,
A chance to heal, to erase the stains.
"The Prophet called us, 'Repent and rise,
Seek forgiveness before the sun sets the skies.'"
Oh, no sin too deep, no path too wrong,
Return to the light where you belong.
Through tears and prayers, redemption's near,
A love unbroken, casting out fear.
Come back home, the doors are wide,
Mercy's waiting, leave the pain behind.
Turn your heart, let the healing start,
The call to return is a brand-new spark.
No shame too heavy, no past too wild,
Forgiveness flows, tender and mild.
Two paths to walk, the choice is clear,
Repentance of the heart, or a life of fear.
One for the soul, to cleanse within,
One for the deeds, to make amends for sin.
It's never too late, the time is now,
Just take the step, don't ask how.
Oh, the call is gentle, the embrace is warm,
A shelter of love through the fiercest storm.
He taught us grace, he showed the way,
A Prophet's mercy, for every day.
Yo, the world's got noise, but the heart knows best,
It's time to repent, lay your burdens to rest.
No guilt too great, no wrong too small,
The Prophet's call is mercy for all.
Two types of repentance, one for the soul,
The other for deeds, making hearts whole.
You can rewrite the story, the time is here,
The love of Allah wipes away fear.
Oh, no sin too deep, no path too wrong,
Return to the light where you belong.
Through tears and prayers, redemption's near,
A love unbroken, casting out fear.
Come back home, the doors are wide,
Mercy's waiting, leave the pain behind.
Turn your heart, let the healing start,
The call to return is a brand-new spark.
No shame too heavy, no past too wild,
Forgiveness flows, tender and mild.
The call remains, a voice in the night,
A beacon of love, a guiding light.
The Prophet Muhammad, in mercy profound,
Invites us to rise, where grace abounds.
Come back home, it's not too late,
A love eternal, a brand-new fate.
The call remains, a voice in the night,
A beacon of love, a guiding light.
The Prophet Muhammad ﷺ, in mercy profound,
Invites us to rise, where grace abounds.
Come back home, it's not too late,
A love eternal, a brand-new fate.
Ioan Duren - The Call to Return Lyrics
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English
A call to the lost, a whisper through time,
A chance to return, to make it right, sublime.
The doors stay open, no matter how far,
Mercy awaits beneath every star.
There's a moment in the silence, when the heart speaks loud,
Through the noise of regret, beneath the shadowed cloud.
Turn back, oh soul, the path still remains,
A chance to heal, to erase the stains.
"The Prophet called us, 'Repent and rise,
Seek forgiveness before the sun sets the skies.'"
Oh, no sin too deep, no path too wrong,
Return to the light where you belong.
Through tears and prayers, redemption's near,
A love unbroken, casting out fear.
Come back home, the doors are wide,
Mercy's waiting, leave the pain behind.
Turn your heart, let the healing start,
The call to return is a brand-new spark.
No shame too heavy, no past too wild,
Forgiveness flows, tender and mild.
Two paths to walk, the choice is clear,
Repentance of the heart, or a life of fear.
One for the soul, to cleanse within,
One for the deeds, to make amends for sin.
It's never too late, the time is now,
Just take the step, don't ask how.
Oh, the call is gentle, the embrace is warm,
A shelter of love through the fiercest storm.
He taught us grace, he showed the way,
A Prophet's mercy, for every day.
Yo, the world's got noise, but the heart knows best,
It's time to repent, lay your burdens to rest.
No guilt too great, no wrong too small,
The Prophet's call is mercy for all.
Two types of repentance, one for the soul,
The other for deeds, making hearts whole.
You can rewrite the story, the time is here,
The love of Allah wipes away fear.
Oh, no sin too deep, no path too wrong,
Return to the light where you belong.
Through tears and prayers, redemption's near,
A love unbroken, casting out fear.
Come back home, the doors are wide,
Mercy's waiting, leave the pain behind.
Turn your heart, let the healing start,
The call to return is a brand-new spark.
No shame too heavy, no past too wild,
Forgiveness flows, tender and mild.
The call remains, a voice in the night,
A beacon of love, a guiding light.
The Prophet Muhammad, in mercy profound,
Invites us to rise, where grace abounds.
Come back home, it's not too late,
A love eternal, a brand-new fate.
The call remains, a voice in the night,
A beacon of love, a guiding light.
The Prophet Muhammad ﷺ, in mercy profound,
Invites us to rise, where grace abounds.
Come back home, it's not too late,
A love eternal, a brand-new fate.
A chance to return, to make it right, sublime.
The doors stay open, no matter how far,
Mercy awaits beneath every star.
There's a moment in the silence, when the heart speaks loud,
Through the noise of regret, beneath the shadowed cloud.
Turn back, oh soul, the path still remains,
A chance to heal, to erase the stains.
"The Prophet called us, 'Repent and rise,
Seek forgiveness before the sun sets the skies.'"
Oh, no sin too deep, no path too wrong,
Return to the light where you belong.
Through tears and prayers, redemption's near,
A love unbroken, casting out fear.
Come back home, the doors are wide,
Mercy's waiting, leave the pain behind.
Turn your heart, let the healing start,
The call to return is a brand-new spark.
No shame too heavy, no past too wild,
Forgiveness flows, tender and mild.
Two paths to walk, the choice is clear,
Repentance of the heart, or a life of fear.
One for the soul, to cleanse within,
One for the deeds, to make amends for sin.
It's never too late, the time is now,
Just take the step, don't ask how.
Oh, the call is gentle, the embrace is warm,
A shelter of love through the fiercest storm.
He taught us grace, he showed the way,
A Prophet's mercy, for every day.
Yo, the world's got noise, but the heart knows best,
It's time to repent, lay your burdens to rest.
No guilt too great, no wrong too small,
The Prophet's call is mercy for all.
Two types of repentance, one for the soul,
The other for deeds, making hearts whole.
You can rewrite the story, the time is here,
The love of Allah wipes away fear.
Oh, no sin too deep, no path too wrong,
Return to the light where you belong.
Through tears and prayers, redemption's near,
A love unbroken, casting out fear.
Come back home, the doors are wide,
Mercy's waiting, leave the pain behind.
Turn your heart, let the healing start,
The call to return is a brand-new spark.
No shame too heavy, no past too wild,
Forgiveness flows, tender and mild.
The call remains, a voice in the night,
A beacon of love, a guiding light.
The Prophet Muhammad, in mercy profound,
Invites us to rise, where grace abounds.
Come back home, it's not too late,
A love eternal, a brand-new fate.
The call remains, a voice in the night,
A beacon of love, a guiding light.
The Prophet Muhammad ﷺ, in mercy profound,
Invites us to rise, where grace abounds.
Come back home, it's not too late,
A love eternal, a brand-new fate.
Writer: Ioan Duren
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid