By Charbel Baini
Translated by Mirna Nehme

Oh airspace eagle rise
Do not be scared from the clouds
And on the light's border land
And with your feathers
Wisk away the dusty days face
Oh sound of wind
Which is whirling in our ears
We draw a line between tears
And our eyes
And the red groans
You are from here
Stop oh glory and sing 
We transformed the universe into a paradise
And the paradise guard
God's green cedars

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