Growing up too far away I only knew you as a name

I used to like you, not knowing who you are

Just knowing you were mine was enough to protect your honor

There was something about your majestic cedar that seemed to hypnotize me

I remember the moment I first laid eyes on you

As I was landing I felt as if I was ascending into the heavens

I saw your beauty, not knowing what they did to you

They made us and yet they want us gone

Little do they know, my love, you will never die

You are my beating heart, the blood running through my veins

Oh how I yearn the day I will see you again

You are my love

The love I will never lose

You are Lebanon.

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