WAZIRA / وزيرة

Marwan, my love, may God bless you
I love you so much, hope to celebrate with you, Marwan

Let me know, let me know when the lady arrives
Tomorrow I’ll bring you, tomorrow I’ll bring you a gold ring, not just any
What’s taking the lady so long?
And open the port for the boat, she’s coming from the arms of exile

Oh my lord, I’ve got my eyes on her, bring her to me
Oh my lord, I’ve got my eyes on her, bring her to me
Oh my lord, I’ve got my eyes on her, bring her to me
She’s the minister of love, an ambassador of feelings

She opened an account in my heart (an account)
I wouldn’t trade her for diamonds (for diamonds)
Because her feelings are like glass houses (they're glass houses)
And open the port for the boat, she’s coming from the arms of exile

Oh my lord, I’ve got my eyes on her, bring her to me
Oh my lord, I’ve got my eyes on her, bring her to me
Oh my lord, I’ve got my eyes on her, bring her to me
She’s the minister of love, an ambassador of feelings

Me and her in another world, oh my darling
Look where her love has taken me, she’s my addiction
I can’t possibly be away from her, not even for seconds
And open the port for the boat, she’s coming from the arms of exile

Oh my lord, I’ve got my eyes on her, bring her to me
Oh my lord, I’ve got my eyes on her, bring her to me
Oh my lord, I’ve got my eyes on her, bring her to me
She’s the minister of love, an ambassador of feelings