Her glance is fire, her silence deep - O Lebanese rose,
I lose myself in the night"s embrace, O Lebanese rose.
The sea confesses its secret tides when she walks near,
The cedar bends to her scented grace, O Lebanese rose.
Her laughter spills like wine across the darkened air,
My thirst is endless, I crave her face, O Lebanese rose.
Each dream I keep is woven with her radiant flame,
No dawn can steal what my heart will trace, O Lebanese rose.
Even my name dissolves in the shadow of her lips,
What am I but a captive space, O Lebanese rose.