Is There Room at the Table?

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Nizwa — A Song for Every Heart Chapter I — The Mountain Dawn Where Hajar’s shadows greet the morning sun, And silver falaj waters softly run, The palms stand tall, the gardens wake, And Nizwa shines beside the mountain’s face. Chorus — One Welcome Nizwa, Nizwa, let the whole world sing, Of ancient roots and hope that spring. Open the door, let every heart know: There’s room for all where kindness grows. Chapter II — The Fort and the Flame The round fort rises, steadfast, proud, Its ancient stones above the crowd. From Sultan bin Saif’s time, its walls remain, Keeping the memory of Oman’s long reign. Here learning flourished, faith held its light, The Pearl of Islam, shining bright. Through every age, its stories say: The past still walks with us today. Chorus — One Welcome Nizwa, Nizwa, let the whole world sing, Of ancient roots and hope that spring. Open the door, let every heart know: There’s room for all where kindness grows. Chapter III — The Souq Awakens The souq comes alive with silver and spice, With pottery, dates, and treasures bright. At Friday’s dawn, the traders meet, And voices rise along the street. A thousand stories cross the square, Old ways and new dreams gather there. Each hand-made craft, each greeting shared, Shows how a people keep and care. Chapter IV — A Home for Every Guest A cup of coffee, a smile at the door, A place at the table, a little more. Different tongues beneath one sky, Yet every heart can understand why: We’re stronger when we welcome the new, And honour the roots that carried us through. From distant roads, let voices flow— One song, one world, wherever we go. Final Chorus Nizwa, Nizwa, let the whole world sing, Of ancient roots and hope that spring. Open the door, let every heart know: There’s room for all where kindness grows. Nizwa, Nizwa, your welcome will stay— A song for the world, from Oman today.