In distant lands, I yearn for thee, My Syria, land of the free. Though miles may keep us far apart, You reign forever in my heart.

Oh, how I long to see you bloom, With peace and freedom as your plume. May war and strife soon be no more, And hope and love forever soar.

For you, my dear Syria, I pray, That you'll be free again one day. And when that moment finally comes, I'll return to you, my beloved home.