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الصفحة الرئيسية
عن الشاعر
إهداء
ديوان القدس
قصائد الأطفال
قصتان من المجتمع
روضة الشعر
مسك
الختام
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A haze
invades my roaming sight,
Flames of love do melt my
heart, Waves of longing drown
my soul, When I hear that
enchanting call,
When I think
of my Palestine,
That once was mine, and will be mine
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You are the
moon that clears my way, The shining
blaze that lights my day, The "fedayeen"*
blood, the martyrs` soil, The sacred rays
that shroud my soul, The seed of
love, the fount of life, The
stream of hope for which I strife.
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I envy the
winds that kiss your door,
The violent
waves embrace your shore,
The gentle
breeze that lulls your wounds, The low pale
clouds that kiss your mounds,
The tranquil
river,the smiling sea,
I envy the
mortal life in thee.
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When I think of my
beloved land,
That fate has stolen
from my hand,
Why, I wonder; why O
god!
The flower
buds tremble, the wailing wombs,
The singing corpses,
the laughing tombs,
Wake you devils, wake
you gods,
Fill with grief the
morning skies..
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