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تسجيلPsalm 9
Feb 6, 2021 12:26 PM Feb 6, 2021 12:26 PM
O rose beyond the reach of time and of the senses O kiss enveloped in the scarves of all the winds surprise me with one dream that my madness will recoil from you. *** Recoiling from you In order to approach you I discovered time. *** Approaching you in order to recoil from you I discovered my senses. *** Between approach and recoil there is a stone the size of a dream It does not approach It does not recoil. *** You are my country A stone is not what I am therefore I do not like to face the sky nor do I die level with the ground but I am a stranger, always a stranger.
الكاتب: محمود درويش
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