To the dearest people to my heart, my brother Dr. Ali Bazzi and his beloved wife Asmahan
This is Ali Bazzi, O my eyes, wander
In his heart, civilization has enriched my place
O Asmahan, the mother, this is my cry
You are my sister, O my sister, rejoice
My tears were like embers on my cheek
And my cheek longed for you
To wipe away the sorrow
Ah, Ali... If I were to speak of pure love
My voice would echo across all rooftops
You are the beloved brother,
Nay, you are loyalty itself
Since we met,
You have remained within my very being
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