TS (17/8/1980 / Kuwait)

Lebanon Iv

Yes, like a glancing star above me
I see and watch the glory of heavens
when they meet the earth with a smile
Indeed, it never had come to me
that I will ever see the beautiful sky
or would ever run again for a free mile

how breathless, how hopeless
surely I'm here tonight
to celebrate the green cedar
and the red ribbons
from below, from above
in such a stormy weather

Baalbek with its highest glory
shall hover over and shall see
the living Libanus with its fury
quake the quake and knock down
stand up Libanus here life will come
in the midst of all the false jury

how breathless, how hopeless
surely I'm here tonight
to celebrate the green cedar
and the red ribbons
from below, from above
in such a stormy weather

keep silent
I can hear you
your music is full of melodies
yes, and yes, mock and mock
at the toys that try hard to knock
Oh Libanus, land of the sweet memories

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