When you walk
Through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid
Of the dark
At the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song
Of a lark
Walk on
Through the wind
Walk on
Through the rain
Though your dreams
Be tossed
And blown
Walk on
Walk on
With hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk a-alone...
Through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid
Of the dark
At the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song
Of a lark
Walk on
Through the wind
Walk on
Through the rain
Though your dreams
Be tossed
And blown
Walk on
Walk on
With hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk a-alone...
اللهم ارحم أميما وأنر قبرها، واجعلها روضة من رياض الجنة، اللهم نقّها من الذنوب والخطايا كما ينقّى الثوب الأبيض من الدنس، واغسلها من الذنوب والخطايا بالثلج والماء البارد والبرَد.
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