بحب اغنى [Baheb Aghany] [English translation]

In the moment of sunset

and the sun's beautiful sunrise

When the moon stays up in your arms,

oh night

when I see the sea

and when I see you, oh Nile

I love to sing

I love to sing

When the winter returns

and with it memories

I stay up thinking of the past

and what has gone

At the time of pain and happiness

and in all times

I love to sing

I love to sing

The sound of the birds, the birds

Over the trees is a song

The sound of the sea and the air,

The sound of the rain is a song

The sound of the dew as it touches the flowers' cheeks,

the flowers' cheeks, is a song

The entire life is a hummed song

Tunes that we hear

leave behind a lot of memories

we live to collect them

Even crying is a sad flute

And in our wounds there's a song

And in our happiness there's a song

In everyone's being there is

a violin that plays a [tune of] pain

and sings for his wounds

And he who did not fall in love with singing1

may God help him,

He will never see beauty

nor touch it with his soul

(2x)

The sound of the birds, the birds

Over the trees is a song

The sound of the sea and the air,

The sound of the rain is a song

The sound of the dew as it touches the flowers' cheeks,

the flowers' cheeks, is a song

The entire life is a hummed song

Tunes that we hear

leave behind a lot of memories

we live to collect them

Even crying is a sad flute

And in our wounds there's a song

And in our happiness there's a song

In the moment of sunset

and the sun's beautiful sunrise

When the moon stays up in your arms,

oh night

when I see the sea

and when I see you, oh Nile

I love to sing

I love to sing

At the time of pain and happiness

and in all times

I love to sing

1. Literally: melt in singing.