Kazem Al-Saher - Granada غرناطة versuri traducere în engleză
Grenada
at the gate of Alhambra we've met.. how delightful it is to meet by chance!
at the gate of Alhambra we've met.. how delightful it is to meet by chance!
dark eyes, how beautiful they are. like the candle in a christmas night
are you Spanish? I asked her. She said: and I was born in Grenada
Grenada, has woken up after a seven-centuries sleep in those eyes
Grenada, has woken up after a seven-centuries sleep in those eyes
at the gate of Alhambra we've met
how strange is history, how it brought me back to a beautiful brunette from my grandchildren
and I saw our old house, and my room where my mother put my pillow
she walked with me and her hair was gasping behind her like a wheat that was left without reaping
she said 'here's Alhambra, the pride of our grandfathers, read my glories on its walls'
her glories, and she wiped a bleeding wound, and she wiped another wound in my heart
at the gate of Alhambra we've met
and I walked like a child behind my gate and history like ashes behind me
if only my beautiful heir realised that whom she meant were my grandfathers
I embraced a man named Tariq Bin Ziyad* as I bid her farewell
at the gate of Alhambra we've met
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Cheers
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لك الحرية في استخدام ترجماتي كيفما شئت مكان طالما وضعت الرابط لها
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