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Swearing by the magic of your green eyes
O the most beautiful color in my life
I didn't have but you as a song
If I encountered a full moon night.
I would be fascinated by the green eyed
A Carthagian beauty who is still, from the Andalusia time,
Carries in her voice, a flowing hymn
Wandering singing the known
Making me add more to my thanks.
O Tunisia, the dreams
You are the guard of arts, melodies, and scents.
I will return from my beloved country to my country,
To live the agony of remembrance.
I will from my homeland to my homeland,
And both of them boil in my love.
And I keep excluding you in my dreams
Counting my days with eagerness
To come back to you again
Carrying the news of glory in my hands








Lyrics: Farouq Joueideh
Composer: Halim El Roumi​













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