1. Fairouz, a melody, so what's the news?
From the moon of darkness to the blossoming moon?

2. Who poured this gentle hymn into my lips
And who converses, my nightingale, the wakeful?

3. For whom does the dew extend its hands like sails
For whom does the lute hum after seclusion?

4. For whom does this palm tree murmur in my country?
For whom does the one who loves to travel settle?

5. You came and the memory of days was burdened
With its sadness, and the nights pulsed with its crossing

6. So your face poured scented times
With good tidings, and dreams and images streamed

7. And the year came carried on a tray
Of love - no fear or boredom

8. Around you dimensions shrank, and from the distance of your eyes
A sun emerged whose taste was rain

9. You came and the dawn was an unconditional dawn
With a face whose color was gloomy

10. The orbit was smoke, and the dwellings were infernos
And time was a ship with no voyage

11. The "Gulf" was blood, and the "Galilee" was grief
And above "Bamiyan" the torrent of injustice roared

12. Our breezes were fiery winds
Blazing hot, leaving nothing intact

13. And my village filled with silence and desolation
As if no partridge had shaken its head there

14. They warmed themselves with "concrete cans" and burned
With their warmth, while grief roared and they did not feel

15. Neither was the house mine that I once gifted its scent
Nor its people, my flower, humans

16. You brought good news, the purity of love it spreads
A cloud in its softness that drowns the trees

17. A face whose shyness is purity and charm is hair
And in its eyelashes the magic sails

18. A distant meaning and poetry no mind can grasp
It passionately rose, not to be confined

19. And I came to string rhymes seeking a spark
Of innocence - today I came to apologize