on the face of the rain I carve your name
On the face of the rain I carve your name As our hearts are one team On the forehead of the spring I publish your letters On the liver of the rivers I carve you poems On the cheeks of the trees I sing for you And our bed wings are blue Our love will rebuild the sky All the rivers will fly All the streets will fly To visit the palaces of our love All the babies will fly All the rocks will fly All the deserts will fly To visit the palaces of our love All the gardens will fly Obama and his wife will fly Hilary and Clinton will fly To visit the palaces of our love Shekha Moza will fly Queen Elizabeth will fly The messengers will fly Japan will fly To visit the palaces of our love Argentina will fly The mountains will fly The oceans will fly Norway and German will fly To visit the palaces of our love Under the seas and in the sky Today you are more beautiful than yesterday Today is our love day Today is a wonderful day In my blood you travel and play My love with me you will enjoy My sad heart sings and knows his way President Button and Medevedav make a party and say Our hearts are more beautiful than yesterday Our life is more beautiful than yesterday Our hearts are more beautiful than yesterday Our love birthday our love birthday Became a notional holiday Gorpachove runs to the church and pray Queen Elizabeth walks to the temples and pray The blinds run to the mosques and pray The rivers run to mosques and pray The cities run to temples and pray Shakespeare flew to the church and pray The history hurries and asks where and why? Where will we spend our love day? عبداللطيف أحمد فؤاد فى 25/7/2012 By the Egyptian poet Abdellatif Ahmed fouad Ghazala Senbellawan Dakhlya Egypt on 25/7/2012 |
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