ذبحهم غروري
๑ . . عضو ماسي . . ๑
- التسجيل
- 20 أغسطس 2009
- رقم العضوية
- 10849
- المشاركات
- 1,548
- مستوى التفاعل
- 62
- الجنس
- الإقامة
- دار زايد
Around the circle of dream
The smokes had gone high to the sky
It disappeared in the thick clouds
To the ground, there was nothing to be attached to
The dark sand covered you
I watched you under that thick harsh sand
The black long coffin disappeared in the dark tide grave
You were hidden there , away from me
Like the smoke that gone to the sky
You gone from my life
***
Starting again from the big circle hall
To the big empty life
Struggling again
With what we consider a pain
With what make us miserable over again
Life is no more shine neither bright
But inside the heart there is a light
Releasing the tired soul
Finding the safe and yet the secure
***
Sun rays over the new face
Breathing the cold air into the new lungs
To the new heart and the new life
Everything is new in the big circle of nothing
But it is still new
White like snow
Stubborn like the old tree
Green like kids of heaven
Warm like a nice dream, a dream !
Shaking the head again
Is it really a dream !?
~ ~ ~
The smokes had gone high to the sky
It disappeared in the thick clouds
To the ground, there was nothing to be attached to
The dark sand covered you
I watched you under that thick harsh sand
The black long coffin disappeared in the dark tide grave
You were hidden there , away from me
Like the smoke that gone to the sky
You gone from my life
***
Starting again from the big circle hall
To the big empty life
Struggling again
With what we consider a pain
With what make us miserable over again
Life is no more shine neither bright
But inside the heart there is a light
Releasing the tired soul
Finding the safe and yet the secure
***
Sun rays over the new face
Breathing the cold air into the new lungs
To the new heart and the new life
Everything is new in the big circle of nothing
But it is still new
White like snow
Stubborn like the old tree
Green like kids of heaven
Warm like a nice dream, a dream !
Shaking the head again
Is it really a dream !?
~ ~ ~