قصيدة
بالانجليزية
Poem
Remnants of a red rose
When I was young my heart a great I walked to the garden my grandmother Step be step behind
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Trees around the old house Picking a red rose and held around her home alone On to meet her and give her joy, her happy Destined to the build
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I have not found that day she went back went back sad Grandma died and began to garden and I got married and moved far Weather has become intolerant no mild
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I became a great day but my heart still love The first small Became my first steps towards your house a unique event Beach sun does not have a pool Not forgotten Migrant bird
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As if they were steps in the temple of love for lovers Claimed everything but the red rose is still in my book between the lines Such as in a forest see atrophied Wild
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A red rose, like the face of faithful love beauty and like Prospects waiting gold gild
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Interviewed the day after old age and old Was left of her love and her My Digital Life But Rose and child
mahmoud el ayat
egypt
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من ديوان
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يا كرنب زبادى
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