The birthday of the great writer Madeha Emaraعيد ميلاد مديحة عمارة

[عبداللطيف أحمد فؤاد]

Sweet golden birthday,

It's a day to History,

To come to this world

And your birthday will be a holiday

To all the people and nations,

To congratulate the queen of flowers

And give her presents

She is Madeha she is the queen of angels.

She is the candles,

To the darkness of heart.

All the capitals.,

All the countries,

All the nations,

All the oceans

And all the creatures

Sing and dance happily

As she is the princes of prophets

She is the continents of beauty

She is the countries of piety

And day and night we pray

To you to live peacefully and happily

Oh queen of writers oh Madeha

Your sufferance is our sufferance

You are ourselves

We spend our millions and our children

Our blood and our lives

To make you live in paradise

Oh my queen oh Egypt queen

You are the air,

You are the water,

You are the flower,

And you are the love tower

You are the sugar river

And you are the sun

To the ice of hearts

Oh our rose oh our lady

Life has no meaning without you

And your eyes are a very big sea

I sea many countries with their ships

Swim in your fantastic eyes.

The kings declare to the press

Life in your eyes is better than life on earth

They found in your eyes safe

And you are so calm and brave

Oh our rose oh Madeha

Oh Madeha you are the great writer

ِAnd the world with your essays is better

And you are to the birds the matter

I listened to the nightingales

Sing your essays in the trees

And all the devils became angels

As you are the queens of worlds

Oh world oh world

The queen of angels is the great Madeha

The head of the worlds is Madeha

The life is the eyes of Madeha

The spring is smile of Madeha

The garden is the birthday of Madeha

Egypt is Medeha

The Arabs are Madeha

The victory is the letters of Madeha

The glory is the birth of Madeha

And the culture is Madeha

Oh angels oh paradises

Do not celebrate her birthday alone

We will come to you soon

To be one delegation

From all the creatures

To give her birthday presents

And all the channels all the sites

Will attend her birthday parties

This party is the queen of parties

And all the Historians about it write

For the first time they saw angels

Give the Egyptian writer presents

On her birthday on her birthday

As her birthday is their day

To act the world play

To make all the people happy

On her golden birthday

On the day of History

And her birthday is the first and last day

Abdellateef Ahmad fouad Ghazal

عبداللطيف احمد فؤاد غزالة السنبلاوين دقهلية مصر 3\7\2009



























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