Your geen eyes and your brown skin
Tell the story of a country full of war,
Full of pain and revolution.
But in your eyes
I can also admire the beauty
And the story that your eyes tell me.
You are free like the wind
And your lips and your skin are beautiful
Like the port of Beirut,
Full of innovation and the breeze from the sea
That makes me feel at ease.
Your eyes shine like jade
The uniqueness and beauty
Of your beautiful country,