ياخذني المسا وفي عباتي لاذت نجومه وغنت وميض احلام
طحنا على غفله ونهضنا ومشينا وركضنا والاقدام ركام
والاثر نزف المحاني وفينا الاحزان استقرت
لا تظن جينا جروح لا ولا جينا اسقام حنا بوادر هزيم واحتدام
ولكن فينا عطش صيف وغيوم وعيون درت
في البعيد في منافينا الكبيره الواسعه في متاهات الظلام
ضاعت سنين هي عصافير ٍ عن الغصن فرت
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The evening takes me, and in my chest its stars shine, and a flash of dreams sang
We cried on the outskirts of days that passed........ and did not pass
We crushed on our heedlessness....and got up....and walked.....and ran...and our feet are wreckage.
And the effect of the ribs bleeding........ and in us the sorrows settled
Do not think that we got wounds..... no..... we did not come with diseases....... we are the signs of thunder and rage
But we have a summer thirst, clouds, and eyes that cried
In the distance... in our great... vast exile... in the maze of darkness
Years have been lost....they are birds.........from the branch they fled
