By Charbel Baini
Translated by Mirna Nehme
-1-
Do not die in your desertion do not die
And leave your soil curse you in the tomb
Go and spend your life in Beirut
And shake off your wings from the agony dust
-2-
You remain a stranger in your desertion oh sober
Even if your house is filled with maids
Come on let us together cling to a handful of winds
And return to the land of pride
-3-
Let us together expel the house foreigner
Who ignited in the home hatred and fire
Who allowed the sky to blacken with its poisons
Who allowed with his lies a neighbour slaughter a neighbour
-4-
We who were living in prosperity
Dancing and walking like a peacock
We betrayed our country and the cedar dignity
And we sold pride with two handfuls of money
-5-
We are running and gathering mirage in our desertion
Destroying the age and wasting it with delusion
And our kids whom we are forgetting behind doors
They are growing and in their hearts a waterfall of poison
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