Sadly beats my heart in
exile
The luscious date and
mango tree
I surely shall no
longer see
I walked along the
streets of Cairo
Till that day without a
morrow
My friends dispersed all
over the globe
In search of a more
peaceful abode
We were sent off
without a dime
Adieu the country that
was mine
The gentle breeze of
Sham el Nessim
Has vanished with the
call of the Muezzin
Of jasmine only remains
the scent
Khamsin winds were not
Godsent
Yet we dream of that
faraway land
That pushed us out
giving us a hand
Kasr-el-nil now has a
motorway
You'll never see a Jew
on the way
They did not want us
anywhere
So I shall never go
back there!