My family and I are saying goodbye to the house that raised me
I take my mother's hands with me
She lived her life carrying my worries
I take my mother's warmth from my mother's arms
Your heart, my mother, is the one that warmed me
I take with me the stories of my father, the one who took my heart
I take joy, his beautiful voice, to break the loneliness
My father, the kind, the good, the warm
My father, the journey of death, the rose that carried me
My father, the journey of death, the rose that carried me

My night and I are opening the doors of dreams
I feel a new age, it's starting to draw
It's like I'm going to Eid
The word of my country is just on my tongue
Oh God, let this age continue
Don't deprive anyone of his love
My country, let this age continue
I take with me the stories of my father, the one who took my heart
I take joy, his beautiful voice, to break the loneliness
My father, the kind, the good, the warm
My father, the journey of death, the rose that carried me
I take with me the stories of my father, the one who took my heart
I take joy, his beautiful voice, to break the loneliness
My father, the kind, the good, the warm
My father, the journey of death, the rose that carried me