My Dear

I haven't cut my hair yet

I leave it for you, let it grow

And I haven't moved yet

from the place which the swallows led you

Chorus

My dear, when you come

When the trumpets thunder and everything shakes

My dear, when you come

It will be heard, and it known

God will even look at me

I will fall into your embrace

Darkness will fall from the sun

And so will the stone from my heart

I will fall from the step

Your room threatens to bewitch me

When I see you, I see everything

The morning which doesn't down, soever it must dawn

Chorus

شكراً! ❤
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