I open my eyes
Everything shines
We swim as the breeze
Blows down the coast

Down on my luck
Breathing my last
Dirty your hands
Carry me home

Red sky turning round
Black rain falling round
If you’ve got love, you’d better hope that that’s enough 
Sandstorm cuts your skin
Black Kites circling
If you’ve got love, you’d better hope that that’s enough

We came from the south
To Lebanon’s shores
Folded our clothes
Dived into peace
The blackest of seas
Glittering red
Lit by the fire over our heads

Red sky turning round
Black rain falling round
If you’ve got love, you’d better hope that that’s enough 
Sandstorm cuts your skin
Sunbirds circling
If you’ve got love, you’d better hope that that’s enough

You’d better hope that that’s enough