I come from Beirut .. shouting the loudest
Asking the dawn to enlighten these houses
Inspite of the long-lasting night and sadness,
These people don't die .. and won't die.
Beirut
Beirut is the country of songs, sea and ports
And snow in the mountains
Beirut is the sweetest city that was like a ship swimming into imagination.
How did they block its way and raise its fire?
How did they turn off its sparkle and displace its children
Take off the damned hand and leave the place
The saddest eyes are the eyes of Lebanon
As dark as the Night lasts , as long the sorrow lasts,
These people don't die and won't die
Beirut
Lebanon, Lebanon
Lebanon .. I wish I could set you free with my voice
Lebanon .. I wish I can rise you back to life even with my death, bring back every absent and wipe the tears of the beloved ones
I am whose scream is silenced by the silence.
You are playing with peoples' destinies,
You never get tired of teething wars.
Take off the damned hand and leave the place
The saddest eyes are those of Lebanon.
No matter how long the Night last, nor how long the sorrow lasts
This people don't die and won't die
Beirut