In the land of my love the almond tree blossoms

In the land of my love we await a guest

Seven maidens

Seven mothers

Seven brides at the gate.

 

In the land of my love, on the turret there's a flag

To the land of my love, a pilgrim shall arrive.

In a good hour,

In a blessed hour,

That dispels all sorrow.

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But who has the eyes of a vulture and will see him,

And he who has a wise heart will recognize him.

Who will not err,who will not stray,

Who will open the door for him?

 

In the land of my love...