Beneath the vast and endless sky,
Where ancient sands and secrets lie,
The whispers of the desert tell,
Of lives where dreams and stories dwell.

In bustling souks, the colors blend,
With spices’ scents that never end,
The laughter echoes through the night,
As stars above begin to light.

The call to prayer, a soothing sound,
In every city, every town,
Unites the hearts, both near and far,
Beneath the watchful desert star.

In gardens lush with palms and date,
Where time seems still, the moments wait,
For tales to weave through air so warm,
In Arabic life, where dreams transform.