Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Mahmoud Darwich - Your Eyes

Come to me wherever you are
Whatever you have become
And return colour to my cheeks
And meaning to my being
Return and take me into your eyes
Take an olive branch
Take a verse of my tragedy
A toy
Take a stone from our house
So that our descendants
Will remember their way home

Mahmoud Darwich

1 comment:

Master of Ceremony said...

درويش العظيم رَحل. رحلت معهُ بيروت وريتا وأزهار اللوز والقهوة واُمّه..