وجهك يا حلو [Wejjak Ya Helou] [English translation]

Your face is tired

I see a picture of a Damascus

To your dream I have brought with me Aleppo

So i can sleep in your dream

Your face is a poem, you beautiful

Your face is an aching tune

Like the winter at its beginning

You cry without any tears

You are the feeling before poetry

I'm living myself inside you

Stay an inspiration, just like magic

So I can keep finding you

And if you become a cloud full of rain

And you slowly start to cry

I will become a sea for your tears

So I can embrace all of you

Your face is a poem, you beautiful

Your face is an aching homecountry

Like the winter at its beginning

You cry without any tears