A sweet home in Albany, New York

Departure

Hope comes in the house

Bringing a beautiful flavor

That spreads on my face

A promised land is found

Far from my sweet home

I have been dreaming that moment

Since my youth

I am going to leave

For a long time

But couldn’t tell the truth

To my half

I was happy and anxious to leave

With a happy event to come

Rumors spread the city

As fast as a forest fire

But don’t care the gossips

They come and go

 

Brought by the wind

Of the desert storm

Despite the oceans

My love has never been strong

 

 

Mouzawar Chami

Contributing writer