Oum Kalthoum Al Atlal ( Las Ruinas)
My heart, don t ask where the love has gone It was a citadel of my imagination that has collapsed Pour me a drink and let us drink of its ruins And tell the story on my behalf as long as the tears flow Tell how that love became past news And became another story of passion I haven t forgotten you And you seduced me with a sweetlycalling and tender tongue And a hand extending towards me like a hand stretched out through the waves to a drowning person You seduced me with the saliva (of a kiss) that a night t
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