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.