Imagining you coming from afar,
My heart started burning in my hands.
Motioning, waving, rising up and leaving
Upon the range of the open heart,
So that the streets would get wider.
On your road,
I spread flowers collected from the tears of light.
Answer the promises, crowned with roses…
The roses of the black eyes are full with dates.
Tonight, I let him loose…
Wandering lands and mountains
Attracting stars from between the clouds;
And when he is in the field,
The bunch of grapes shines in his eyes.
Motioning, waving, rising up and leaving
Upon the range of the open heart,
So that the streets would get wider.
| | | إتخيلتك جاي من بعيد
قلبي صار بإيدي يقيد
تومي وتلوح، تعلي وتروح
ع وسع القلب المفتوح
توسع الطرقات تزيد!
ع دربك رشيت الزهر
جمعتو من دموع النهر
رد وعود، راسها ورود
من ورد العينين السود
المليانه كلها مواعيد!
والليله تركتو خيال
يلف سهول... يلف جبال
بين الغيوم، يشد نجوم
ع كروم تملأ الكروم
ع عيونه بتضوي عناقيد!
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