Langue: anglais
English translation by Fateh Azzam
A LETTER FROM AN EXILED
Your eyes
Are a forest of lilies
Under twilight
Delirious before you, I perspire
And say, farewell
We shall meet again someday
And your hands
Are rains upon roses upon a mountain?
Looking upon our window, and I
Am a gray flock of baby quail
Passing over the valleys
And flying towards you
Till the end of waves
Your eyes
Are purer than fire
At the door of a cave
In a winter
And I will come to you
Like a song upon a river
Or a sail
Till the end of waves
Your eyes
Are a forest of lilies
Under twilight
Delirious before you, I perspire
And say, farewell
We shall meet again someday
And your hands
Are rains upon roses upon a mountain?
Looking upon our window, and I
Am a gray flock of baby quail
Passing over the valleys
And flying towards you
Till the end of waves
Your eyes
Are purer than fire
At the door of a cave
In a winter
And I will come to you
Like a song upon a river
Or a sail
Till the end of waves
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Album: جاي الحمام Here Come The Doves
Music by Said Murad
Lyrics by : Hussein Barghouti