Mohammed al-Ahmed Ouled Sghaier (2)
........... COME
Come ... Or that brings you dream
Come ... I'm lip prohibited
Laying my cheek on yours one year
And sleep ... We will talk more
I am the visionary ... And my ways are three
front or front or front
And you the hands that grow wheat
The sun where peace begins
Come ... After that advance and advance
Come ... Before the dark reaches
For the first mover and my heart shudder
of my body above the marble will be taken away
Here I will open my grave and living will rise
How many lovers love has- Does he resurrect
trad. Tahar Bekri in : The Poets of the Mediterranean , Poetry / Gallimard
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