Nizar Qabbani

Dear sir This speech stupid woman Are you wrote me a stupid woman? My name? Let's Names Rania Zainab's mother Mother India or Haifa The silliest what we carry, sir names

1 To recall Aavia And well-being of my words. And get out of the pollution belt Which surrounds the heart. The earth without you Big lie .. The rotten apple ....

Talking Persian carpet .. The eyes Asvōtan Dmishqitan .. Flew between the wall and the wall .. And my heart travels like a dove above the water hands, It takes a nap under the shadow of the bracelet .. I love you .. But I am afraid to get involved in you, I am afraid of autism Vic, I fear reincarnation Vic, Experience has taught me that I avoid Women's Love, The waves of the sea .. I am not discussing your love .. It diurnal I do not discuss the daytime sun I am not discussing your love .. It decides on any given day will come .. On any given day will go .. It identifies the time of the dialogue, and the form of dialogue ..

I love you .. until Antafaúa Eyes, such as the breadth of the sky That Agheeb vein .. Woreda Depths Mnagdl Chestnut I feel that you Bedei Some Znona .. and some of my blood

Your eyes .. Last boats traveling Is there a place? I am tired of hanging around in the madness stations And arrived at the place .. Your eyes are another two chances offered from For those who think to escape ..

Deaden your father? Astray! I do not die dad. At home it Lord smells .. and the anniversary of the Prophet Here cornerstone those little things ..