Buildings, cars, lights and noises all around
But I see and hear nothing..
All I can think about is how attached I am to this country
Its soil is in the air that I inhale, its warmth is the love my heart feels.
Roaming around the capital city of Jordan
Amman is all I can think of.
Driving around, looking at people, all kinds of people..
My country has wrapped them all
Though small, JO has a big heart, a heart that fits everyone who needs a roof over his head or
a safe sanctuary.
All through the famous hectic down town, each corner of it representing a legend
To Jabal Amman..each street is a story of its own..each person you meet with a story to narrate
To the second, third, fourth and fifth circles, I enjoy everything I see..the changing colours of the Le Royal makes my heart beat.
If I continue, I may never stop. Each area of Amman is special. Each city of Jordan is strikingly dazzling.
I now taste a salty water drop coming down to my lip
Aah it must be the bitter tear of leaving.
For a few months I leave you my beloved Amman,
My radiant Jordan, I pray you are safe and sound now, tomorrow and forever,
Keep those arms and heart open for whoever needs them,
And don’t forget me, for I am your most loyal daughter,