Siege of the Sea - Mahmoud Darwish

Pigeons fly, pigeons perch - prepare the ground for me to rest, for I love you to the point of exhaustion... Your morning is a fruit of songs, and this evening is gone, and we are ours, when a shadow enters into its shadow in marble, and I am like myself when I hang myself on my neck, embracing nothing but Mam, you are the air that unfolds in front of me like the tears of a grape And you are the beginning of the wave family when it clings to righteousness when it is alienated, and I love you, you are the beginning of my soul, and you are the conclusion.

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