Sawsan Saif

I love you Iraq

When

I have grown wings to depart

While crossed

My memory those streets

Banks of river

Shades of palm

Whilst

Grass sprout

In between the fingers

And winter

And wounds

Stain that late afternoon

The beloved ones sit in the evening

Around heater fire

And I see in between eyes

Orbits go by

And fleets of years

And see

That I flying and soaring like a dove

Over a land of light and Atheer

I had not known one day

That I'll be

Like the farseer

And see my home from a distance

And I see an apparition of smile

A homeland clinging to my soul

And at nights I do not sleep

What a pitch dark night

Sunk in its darkness

And me alone in exile

I intended not to depart

They took me

They lost me

A homeland I keep up loving

And to doomsday

However I'll soar high

They barely know me

Bitter time

And a pang in my heart

And tears of agony

Have not washed my eyes

Ah, if but I told them

That, there are lilies in my heart for Iraq

That, there are lilies in my heart for Iraq