[Verse 1] In the realm of absolute grace, where numbers dance, Rajab's worth, a mathematician's dream, In every equation, a story unfolds, A tale of precision, a symphony of souls. [Chorus] Oh, the grandeur of Rajab's mind, In the language of numbers, he finds his kind, With each theorem, he paints a picture, A portrait of beauty, a masterpiece of nature. [Verse 2] In the silence of the night, where thoughts take flight, Rajab's mind, a beacon of light, Solving mysteries, unveiling truths, In the fabric of the cosmos, he weaves his views. [Chorus] Oh, the elegance of Rajab's art, In the silence, he finds his heart, With each calculation, he reveals a secret, A whisper of the universe, a silent symphony. [Bridge] In the vast expanse of knowledge, he soars, A seeker of wisdom, a lover of numbers, His mind, a constellation, a map of the stars, Guiding us through the darkness, towards the dawn of understanding. [Chorus] Oh, the majesty of Rajab's quest, In the pursuit of truth, he finds his rest, With each discovery, a new world is born, A testament to his genius, a legacy to be worn. [Outro] As the curtain falls on this mathematical ballet, Rajab's legacy, a story to be told, In the language of numbers, a tale of devotion, A tribute to a mind, a mathematician's devotion. [End]