With you, sweetheart, I feel
As though I were at home.
In your friendly face, I see the Nile,
I see its waves in your hair,
I see its wine in your eyes,
I see its laughter in your lips.
On your breasts, I see wild doves,
On your cheeks, I see lotus flowers,
On your arms, I see palm-trees.
In you, I see the moon, the sun, the skies.
With you, sweetheart, I feel
As though I were at home.
You gather the fragments of my body one by one.
You cure the wounds in my body and my soul.
You take me back to my land,
To the hills, to the meadows, to the seas.
With you, sweetheart, I feel
As though I were at home.