Without wings of sweet Egypt:
Don't search for real happiness, my happy fate.
But search for it's source and you have me and I am it.
Life is too short to live sadly alone and wait.
let’s marry and sail in my simple love raft.
To island of love waves and joy near the sky port.
Where there are no peoples of any sort.
Where there are no problems or evils of any sort
Where there are only laugh and happiness of my queen.
Where there are only dancing and kisses under the rain
Where there are only the fruits of love garden.
Where there are only the songs of the colourful birds.
Where there are only the open spring and tall green trees
Where our long life will be a calm honeymoon.
Where our body will rise to replace the rays of the sun.
Where we fly without wings above the stars.
Where, we are visited by the angels and the moon.
Where, we are followed by Washington and London.
And by the Artists, our miracles of love are being drawn.
Our names, on the foreheads of the ministers are written.
Our songs became the air, the foods and water of lions
Our tales became the themes of the Historians
Our essays and poetries are the light of continents.
My beautiful cat, life is so short.
Life is a great gift and so sweet.
What do you wait and why do you wait?
You meet me in your dreams and institute.
I build you a holy bedroom near my chest.
I made you happiness golden cage and coat.
To live and to wear in winter my soul mate.
You give the world your normal smile
But you give my, your very big kind heart.
Written by Abdellatif Ahmed Fouad.
December 10, 2017