I love you today as the wave loves its shore,
And as the river loves its estuary.
I love you now, and I hear your voice coming,
It takes me in its hands,
And it elevates me,
Towards a space where Fairuzian songs are written,
And it takes me,
Towards a time written in musical notes.
I tune in to the sound's vibration,
I signal to all the seas and rivers of the world:
- "You will not cry anymore..."
I signal to all the stones of the roads,
To all human senses:
- "A time written with music,
Will come..."
Whoever among you is certain that man is guided,
Will live with music forever,
Will sing with us for a time,
"Shore of Alexandria...
Oh shore of love,
We went to Alexandria,
Love threw us."
Whoever among you is certain that man is given a choice,
Will choose a sacred time,
Written in musical notes,
"For you, city of prayer,
I pray...
For you, flower of the cities,
Oh Jerusalem."
And will choose a place in the form of musical letters,
I love you now, and I glimpse your strings singing,
So things flow over things,
And I see your melodious lips upon the world,
Drawing a melody above my forehead,
I become tunes flowing in the night,
When "the night has settled,
And dreams hide in the robe of tranquility."
The Earth revolves to my tunes,
And the sun flows on the thresholds of the night,
So all the universe is drawn to us.
Fairuz sits on the throne of music and melodies,
And we ascend towards the scale,
We start a time written with:
"Do,
Re,
Mi,
Fa,
Sol,
Fairuz."
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