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Sharek Dahab - Mahmoud Abu Hash-hash

Your hair is gold sown with the loom of the sun and the wind
My heart is whinnying like a horse's cry
Your hair is gold and it needs a golden clasp
But the gold is buried in the country
And if there is a country, the gold will be easy
I have flowers and words of love like wine that's been kept in clay pots for you
I have honeycomb and honey from the roses and from the bees of poetry for you
I will unfasten your hair and let it flow
Like wheat in the sun's mortar
A smile from your lovely face is a star in the prisoner's sky

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