In my Country
The ash tree, the oak tree, and the cedar
Grow together.
They live and stand strong before the storms,
Their branches touch and their roots join each other,
They cast their shade upon the land and receive the sun
As the sun rises.
The ash tree, the oak tree, and the cedar
Grow together.
They live and stand strong before the storms,
Their branches touch and their roots join each other,
They cast their shade upon the land and receive the sun
As the sun rises.
In my country
The tiger, the lion, and the wolf
Dwell in the same forest.
They hunt together, and in the night
They guard their young from strangers.
They drink from the same stream
And roam the same valley.
The tiger, the lion, and the wolf
Dwell in the same forest.
They hunt together, and in the night
They guard their young from strangers.
They drink from the same stream
And roam the same valley.
In my country
The eagle, the hawk, and the canary
Fly and circle the sky together.
They build their nests on the same hill and in the same tree.
They sing, play, and they eat from the same field.
The eagle, the hawk, and the canary
Fly and circle the sky together.
They build their nests on the same hill and in the same tree.
They sing, play, and they eat from the same field.
In my country
It is my people,
Only my people,
Who kill and murder each other.
It is my people,
Only my people,
Who kill and murder each other.
Did you know that Jogn Asfour sadly passed away last week?
ReplyDeleteSo very kind of you to leave me this courteous comment. The answer is sadly yes, since our families are related. He was the most incredible man, a sweet soul and I for one amongst many will never forget him. I wish one day to publish my photographs along with his words, it would be an honor. Thank you once again for the comment.
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