I'm from four million refugees
From this country I drink the sea, and eat the sand
Iraq is a kiss on the forehead
From the warm desert and
The delicious home baked bread
There is no happiness for me than the freedom of my home
I'm from the screams of mothers and streets that are full of blood
From the Syrian pain, and the black gold
From the spirit innocent
I'm from 64 years of occupation
I'm from where there is a hope in life
Home... Is a story of love between a man and earth
I'm from where you hear the hymn of the Quran
From the old mosque, and the church bells
I'm from the hot summer where you can smell the fish and eat dates
From the green land that I left behind me
I was from somewhere, now I'm from nowhere.
