Another Mahmoud Darwish poem sung by Marcel Khalifa. This one is way over my head.
I saw your body
Carried on a zebra
And it was oozing colors
So I told them:
My body is there
So they closed off the courtyards of the country
We were small
And the trees were tall
And you were more beautiful than my mother
And from my country
Where did they come from?
Almond vines surround it
My family and your family
With the thorns and the liver
Indeed we think of the world,
In a hurry
So we don't see anyone
Crying over anyone
Your body was a captive
And my mouth was playing with a drop of honey
Above the mud of my hands
A song is in my mind
Oh sister
About my country
Sleep... So I can bury her
As a tattoo on my body
| Marcel Khalifa - A Song is in My Mind A song is in my mind Oh sister About my country Sleep So I can write it |  |
I saw your body
Carried on a zebra
And it was oozing colors
So I told them:
My body is there
So they closed off the courtyards of the country
We were small
And the trees were tall
And you were more beautiful than my mother
And from my country
Where did they come from?
Almond vines surround it
My family and your family
With the thorns and the liver
Indeed we think of the world,
In a hurry
So we don't see anyone
Crying over anyone
Your body was a captive
And my mouth was playing with a drop of honey
Above the mud of my hands
A song is in my mind
Oh sister
About my country
Sleep... So I can bury her
As a tattoo on my body
مارسيل خليفة - في البال أغنية
في البال أُغنيةٌ
يا أُخت،
عن بلدي،
نامي
لأكتبها...
رأيتُ جسمكِ
محمولاً على الزردِ
وكان يرشح ألواناً
فقلتُ لهم:
جسمي هناك
فسدُّوا ساحة البلدِ
كنَا صغيرين،
والأشجار عاليةٌ
وكنتِ أجمل من أُمي
ومن بلدي...
من أين جاؤوا؟
وكرمُ اللوز سيَّجه
أهلي وأهلك
بالأشواك والكبدِ!...
إنّا نفكِّر بالدنيا،
على عجلٍ،
فلا نرى أحداً،
يبكي على أحدٍ.
وكان جسمكِ مسبيّاً
وكان فمي
يلهو بقطرة شهْدٍ
فوق وحل يدي!...
في البال أُغنيةٌ
يا أخت
عن بلدي،
نامي... لأحفرها
وشماً على جسدي
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