Tuesday, June 19, 2012

A morning that’s still alive in me...


Enta habib alby ya hayati ya habibi, wahashtini
You are the love of my heart and my life, my love i miss you

The sad dawn settles near her close to hand,
A train travels down the tunnel of a lifetime and the streets of our childhood fade into the distance.
As a ladder that steals light from a tear for a candle embracing its loneliness....


Enta habib alby ya hayati ya habibi, wahashtini
You are the love of my heart and my life, my love i miss you

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