I was walking with Shaykh Zakariya Ahmed toward the hill covered with banks of flowers. At its center Umm Kulthoum stood with a delegation of people from the arts, such as al-Hamuli, Uthman, al-Manyalawi, Abd al-Hayy Hilmi, Sayyid Darwish, Muhammad Abd al-Wahhab, Munira al-Mahdiya, Fathiya Ahmad, and Layla Murad.
Umm Kulthoum sang:
I heard a voice calling before the dawn
.
She kept repeating it until we all grew anxious. Then the sound grew fainter little by little until it was gone.
Next, Munira al-Mahdiya sang:
The night that you came
To Muntaza
,
We had hardly sat down
,
Our cups in our hands
,
When, ah
!
The day had come
.
After her, Sayyid Darwish sang:
Visit me once each year, for it’s wrong to abandon people forever
!
When he’d finished, Shaykh Zakariya sang:
Old closeness from the beautiful past, if only you could return
.
As for me, I just recited the Fatiha over them all.