This is a poem which was written by a Syrian Poet Nezar Qabbani.. translated to English by me..
I also made some words relocations to make it sounds more logic in English
I hope you guys like it.. so i will translate more poems
He whispers in my ears while he dances with me
Words Like no other words
He takes me right from my spindle
And planting me on one of the clouds
And the black rain in my eyes is showering and showering (Emotionally cries and tears mixes with makeup)
He caries me with him he caries
Through a pinky evening he caries me
And i am like a child in his hands
Like a feather carried by the breeze
He keeps for me seven moons & bunch of songs in his hands
He give me a son he gives me a summer & he give me a flock of swallow birds
He tells me that i am his art piece and i worth thousands of stars
That i am a treasure and i am the most beautiful painting he have ever seen
He tells me words which makes me dizzy
Makes me forget the dances and the moves
Words which reverses my entire history
Words makes me a woman in moments
He builds an illusioninal palace for me with his words
A palace that i live in only for moments and come back
And i come back to my table
With nothing in my hands except words
Words like no other words
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