Tracing my steps from the northern shore
Over Al-Hajjar mountains I drive once more
In the water holes, I swim up and down
In the evermore mesmerizing Hatta town
Using the road less traveled I get to Al-Ain
In its healing waters, I linger yet again
Taking the scenic route up Jebel Hafeet
On its top I sit transfixed in my seat
Looking over the horizon forever I see
Green farms full of every type of tree
A city with people of the kindest kind
Loving, welcoming, warm and full of pride
Over Al-Hajjar mountains I drive once more
In the water holes, I swim up and down
In the evermore mesmerizing Hatta town
Using the road less traveled I get to Al-Ain
In its healing waters, I linger yet again
Taking the scenic route up Jebel Hafeet
On its top I sit transfixed in my seat
Looking over the horizon forever I see
Green farms full of every type of tree
A city with people of the kindest kind
Loving, welcoming, warm and full of pride

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