A song melody that tapped our feelings so tenderly, words that combined childhood and adulthood

Janna… Janna… Janna… o God and o our homeland

O beloved home how good your soil… even your hell but a heaven
 
Zeena… Zeena… Zeena... we carry in our hands … pray happiness for every village and city

Pray our people

Janna… Janna… Janna… o God and o our homeland

O dear home how good your soil … even your hell but a heaven

Dory… dory… dory… o seagulls… dory … even the spines of my country but jasmine and damask rose

A scent from the heaven…

Janna… Janna… Janna… o God and o our homeland

 O darling home how good your soil …even your hell but a heaven

Dar… dar… I visit you and beit… beit… I go about  

My fear darling I might die and do not see you…father of calamity and father of us all …
Janna… Janna… Janna… o God o our home

O darling home how good your soil … even your hell but a heaven…