Moaning Mawawil – Poem by  Malek Saleh  / Translated by: Fathia Asfour , Palestinian Translator

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Poem by  Malek Saleh 

 

Translated by: Fathia Asfour , Palestinian Translator

 

 

Moaning Mawawil

 

For too long stayed the night of agony

With the scream of distance

it stormed me

And with the tear of bereavement

it flogged me

Your love  is getting so painful to me

Its perfume got me tired

Once I  smell it , I get along with me

Search for me

And burst into grief

Exactly like a funeral my life has become

since the time  the light of your sun set.

I will waive me

Take me to you so as to be you

The satan of abandonment will never deceive me

Every time it  seduces me into the subtitute sin

the angels of love wave to me with you

Oh you !! who escaped from the castle of my fortress

Come on!

Dance on the stage of my chest

So that the mawawil of my moaning will be silent.

 

 

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