My Lady ... the one who was made of Cutton and Clouds
My Lady ... the one who was made of Cutton and Clouds
My Lady
the one who was made of Cutton and Clouds
the one who I can call her a Rain of Jewel
and the River of Nahound
and a Row forest
the one who swimmes in the water of my heart like a fish
the one who lives in the eyes like a folk of pigeons
nothing will change in my emotion
not in my feelings
( Nizar Qabbani )
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