Seeing things you can’t see, hearing things you can’t hear
That’s something I can’t bear.
Living in a silent world where love, care and joy don’t matter
It’s the reason for the feeling I can’t utter.
Longing to that noisy world
To the place where I uttered my first word
Yes, Ibri is the place I adore the most
The blue sky, the sand, the mountain make me easily lost
Lost in a sea of wonders.