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Translated by : Shamal Akrayi
Your beauty is the ray of a hot ice,
appears from the underwear of the night.
Your beauty is the wet melody of a cold summer
to be played in my body
look! Here are my fingers
become delinquent
in the temple of your breasts.
They perform an upside down prayer of the
passion.
Sometimes they twirl in the cycles of your
stature.
We both in the dance of a silent opera get
drunk.
Your smiles take me into a fantastic emigration
and an eternal world.
So, come and embrace my body with your soul.
To sing together the songs of the sea and a
little sacred night.
To turn into a sweet and shameless rain.
To come out from the nerves of the night.
To unify ourselves in one soul and corps.
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