1. Many a house is like the shaft of an arrow
We shall come to it from the villages of Beirut

2. From lands that are not our lands
Whenever I came towards it I was greeted

3. O mother of Salaam, you have not ceased being well
Then you have not ceased being my paradise as long as I lived

4. Yearning and longing and craving towards you
Remembering you and the goodness of the night's rest

5. Wherever I was from lands and you traveled
May God protect you from what you feared