[male
vocals] (
Gentle
acoustic
guitar
strums
with
a
soft
synth
pad)
Yeah,
this
one
is
for
the
heart
For
the
ones
who
built
the
foundation
Aisha,
my
heart
This
is
for
you
Aisha
Nuaima,
you're
the
morning
light
A
blossom
growing
in
the
softest
white
I
watch
you
moving
with
a
grace
so
deep
A
promise
that
the
stars
intend
to
keep
I
look
at
you
and
see
the
road
ahead
With
every
single
word
that
you
have
said
You
make
me
proud
in
ways
I
can't
explain
Like
sunshine
dancing
after
gentle
rain
Oh,
my
daughter,
you
are
my
pride
With
your
mother
standing
by
your
side
We
hold
you
close,
we
help
you
find
your
way
To
face
the
beauty
of
another
day
My
Aisha
Nuaima,
you’
re
the
best
of
me
The
sweetest
fruit
upon
the
family
tree
And
then
there’
s
Yaya,
who
gave
me
the
spark
A
guiding
candle
burning
in
the
dark
And
then
there’
s
Yaya,
who
gave
me
the
spark
A
guiding
candle
burning
in
the
dark
She
raised
the
man
that
I
have
grown
to
be
She
taught
me
how
to
love
and
how
to
see
Everything
I
am,
I
owe
to
her
A
legacy
of
truth
that
will
endure
I’
m
passing
down
the
wisdom
that
I
learned
For
every
single
lesson
that
she
earned
Oh,
my
daughter,
you
are
my
pride
With
your
mother
standing
by
your
side
We
hold
you
close,
we
help
you
find
your
way
To
face
the
beauty
of
another
day
My
Aisha
Nuaima,
you’
re
the
best
of
me
The
sweetest
fruit
upon
the
family
tree
Three
generations,
tied
by
the
bond
Of
love
that
stretches
out
to
the
beyond
From
Yaya’
s
strength
to
the
path
you
tread
With
love
and
honor,
we
are
safely
led
Aisha,
my
love,
you
carry
it
all
Stand
proud
and
steady,
never
let
you
fall
Your
mother’
s
patience
is
a
holy
thing
It’
s
the
rhythm
that
makes
our
spirits
sing
Between
her
care
and
the
roots
of
the
past
We
built
a
home
that’
s
designed
to
last
Aisha
Nuaima,
walk
tall
in
your
grace
There’
s
no
one
else
can
ever
take
your
place
Oh,
my
daughter,
you
are
my
pride
With
your
mother
standing
by
your
side
We
hold
you
close,
we
help
you
find
your
way
To
face
the
beauty
of
another
day
My
Aisha
Nuaima,
you’
re
the
best
of
me
The
sweetest
fruit
upon
the
family
tree
Yeah,
for
Aisha
For
your
mother,
my
queen
And
for
Yaya,
my
everything
We
are
the
cycle,
we
are
the
love
Always
watching
from
above (
Fade
out
with
soft
guitar
melody)