Mahmoud Darwish/Marcel Khalife's "The Most Beautiful Love"

 The Most Beautiful Love

As the grass sprouts between the crevices of a rock

We were found one day as two strangers

the sky was crafting a star.. and a star

And I was composing a passage on love

For the sake of your eyes… its riches!

I study your eyes, truly I waited a while

As the summer awaited a bird

And I slept…  a sleep of refuge

For as an eye sleeps, so an eye wakes after a while

And cries for its other

We are lovers, until the moon sleeps

And we know that the embrace and the kiss

Are the nourishment of nights of love

And the morning calls my step to continue

upon the path is a new day!

We are friends, therefore journey beside me, hand in hand

Together, we make bread and songs

Why do we question this path… for what fate

walks with us?

What is the source of our courage?

For it is my sufficiency, and yours, that we journey

Together, for eternity

Why do we search the songs of sadness

In the volumes of ancient poetry?

And ask:  oh love!  Will you continue?

I love you, the love of the caravan - the oasis of grass and water

And the love of the poor - the loaf of bread

As the grass sprouts between the crevices of a rock

We were found one day as two strangers

And we remain companions forever