Mawwal Fi Lina Ya Hub (Mawwal: we have a tent)

O love over there on top of the mountain
we have a tent, waiting for us to visit in an amorous night
stars shower its slopes with kisses, as clouds kneel at its rims.

O love, we have a tent,
a vase and two white roses
and together we shall be at the edge of the sky,
you and I
and a bunch of songs.