Draw me a home with large windows,
So that the light may penetrate my heart.
Draw me a bird, a free bird that no one has acquired.

Draw me a path in the middle of a forest.
I saw the beast guide the herd,
While the wolves surround the shepherd.
Sometimes feigning laughter, sometimes giving him embraces.

I dreamed of you yesterday,
Dressed in my grandfather's burnous, surrounded by doves,
The truth springs from your mouth.

Draw me a sea, but not too deep,
For many have ventured and drowned,
Risked their lives and left wounds,
Causing their mothers to shed warm tears.

Draw me loved ones,
Disappeared in a moment of inattention.
The evening breeze has reaped so much,
Leaving me with a wound in the soul.
Thus, life for me consumes like a candle.

I dreamed of you yesterday,
Dressed in my grandfather's burnous, surrounded by doves,
The truth springs from your mouth.

Draw me a country, its borders will be paradise,
Devoid of wicked governors and wars,
A paradise on earth, full of flowers and happy children.
Draw me a country, from East to West, with flowing rivers,
And not a country where, people walk barefoot on gold,
But are starving to death from thirst.

Draw me the smile of a resistor
The sight of humiliated faces outrages me,
For the blood of freedom flows in my veins.
Draw me a country whose emblem will be hope.

Draw me the smile of a resistor,
The sight of humiliated faces outrages me,
For the blood of freedom flows in my veins.

Draw me a country that no other artist has drawn.
Draw me a country whose emblem will be hope.

Draw me the smile of a resistor,
The sight of humiliated faces outrages me,
For the blood of freedom nourishes my veins.
Draw me a country that no other artist has drawn.

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