Miss Libanessa

I hid you inside the notebook.
A little picture on a piece of paper. To proud to show you,and now scared of forever losing you.

You were the growing liberty, in my soul I grew with you.
But now your hurt, my soul is hurt.
Hope still seek my heart and peace still sing our songs.

Dying is your destiny, so I will draw you a destiny stronger than misfortune.
Heavy black rain falls from your sky into your sea of madness and dizziness.

Your night is of tears and guns, but in tomorrow there is hope.
Tomorrow won't let a thousand night pass, won't let destruction and ruin take place.

We're a people carrying martyrdom medals
We die in our soil and announce sovereignty
We die in our ashes and proclaim rebirth

I am a daughter of Beyrouth!

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