We were running through the half-light
Chasing moments we could feel
Every heartbeat felt like insight
Every truth too bright to hear
We were learning how to open How to speak without a shield
Holding futures like they're fragile Afraid of what they might reveal
Cause we were always just beginning Never knowing where to land
Every moment felt like winning Every fear was close at hand
If I could speak,
even if it's just 2 minutes before my death
I want to say a few words to my loved ones
Listen my dear ones
Your pain was so intense
That it separated my soul from my body
It turned me into a corpse
My friend's feet were next to my body,
and I could not speak
I know that my passing is not a sad thing for you
It's just a joyous thing
Maybe you don't want to reveal it to me
I was a Muslim before, then I became a Bengali
I sacrificed everything for my religion
I kept on praising my Rasul
I used to greet my Muslim friends everyday
I didn't search for my wife,
I just searched for my unity
May Allah receive your prayers
We were always just beginning,
even when we thought we knew.
Every ending felt like opening into something brand new.
If tomorrow brings us distance or a chance to start again,
we were always just beginning.
And we always will be then.