By Charbel Baini
Translated by Mirna Nehme
-1-
Coming.. you are coming
Oh, vessel of beginning
From children's dreams
Born in a story's heart
Which does not know an ending
So they can live in a country
Its swings are high
Its stars are vines
And its years are feasts
-2-
You are coming like a giant
The universe facing you kneeling
And the songs in your ears
The star which does not wake up
Filled an urn from its tears
To wash your feet
Oh, you who were the entire world
You are coming with god's strength
Love bliss in your eyes
-3-
You are coming from fires
A light, a perfume and lilies
Your forehead like a snow
And the childhood laughter
Which is confiscated and killed
Became a prairie space
And the insulted flag
Oh, my Lebanese country
Is raised in the highest tower
-4-
What is the use of sects
And the creator scared of them
If they kneel and worship?!
And what is the use of joy
With prayer and devotion
And your people are homeless?!
Promise me by the right of your children
By your cross,
By your crescent,
You may remain free united
So our nights will shrill
And you become within us
The glorified country
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