I love your calm smile that refreshes my heart like a delicate breeze.
I love your indescribable cheeks, blushing like a field of singing flowers.
I love your beautiful soul that creates dazzling days, months, and seasons.
I love everything about you. And I love thinking of you and dreaming with you.
I love everything that reminds me of you, and I love your presence. When you come, everything disappears except your breathtaking beauty.

Suddenly, you are in front of me
In all your glory.
I speak to you gently
And look at you tenderly
Because you are something precious.
You are the whisper of the moon
And the truth I miss.


فجأة


فجأةً، أنت أمامي
بكل مجدك.
فاحدثك بحنان
وانظر اليك بكل رقة
لأنك شيء ثمين
أنت همسة القمر
والحقيقة التي أفتقدها.

I love the moon because its smile is as bright as your soul. It whispers in the ear of my dreams, telling me a long, never-ending story about you. And I don't want it to end.
In those distant, yet precious moments, the moon touches me gently and tenderly, showing me your face. It is adept at describing your eyes, your lips, your cheeks, and your warmth. O strange moon, how does it know you are this warm and tender?
It sits me on your shore in that warm world. It holds the water in its hands, coloring me with it like a morning butterfly, and wets me like a kitten. How happy I am with you.
One day, it whispered in my ear, "I will bring you her smile and her warm spirit." Then, there you were, in all your splendor and light. I embraced you tenderly because you are something precious and valuable.
You are the moon's whisper, the truth I miss.

My heart is so bright, not because of its soft whiteness, but because of the dreams that dwell in my chest thanks to your blue eyes.
I tried, like any story, to hide my flowers so you wouldn't see the trace of your love on my face.
My waters are warm, and all these phrases don't hide my longing for you. Yes, I am a prisoner of my longing for you, and it's not strange to see in my heart all the wishes that hide their dreams with a silent veil.
I am a story of longing; my rivers are nothing but a legendary face of waiting, and my boats are nothing but calls that know no destination but you.
I am your lover who hides his love with all happiness.

I will love you in deep silence and from a wide distance.  I will love you without a sound, a whisper, or a song. I will love you without telling you or pointing you out.
I will love you with every distance, with every despair, and with every absence. I will love you with deep absence and deep separation. I will love you from afar, look at you from afar, and be happy with you from afar. I will love you secretly and privately, between me and myself, and I will not tell anyone about my love, not even you.
I will love you forever until the end of life, but in silence and as far away as a star.

I loved the sea because it reminded me of your blue eyes, from which my beginning and end are revealed. I loved the sun because it reminded me of your golden cheeks. I loved the evening because it reminded me of your moist whispers. Ah, how often we talked about the morning and its radiance, and here you are with your Babylonian eyes, creating infinity in my heart. Your blue eyes enchant the place like an eternal lazuli honor and like worn walls polished with ruby. Your Babylonian eyes are sweet as honey, and like the eyes of an angel playing with a deer.
Your eyes are something indescribably beautiful. They look at me, and I smile without turning around. It is enough for me that when I see your eyes, I smile.