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Little Home

جوليانا يزبك  (٢٠١٨)

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There where the sea meets rocky shore
There where the water is always warm
There will I find my little home
With walls of yellow stone

There where you'll find the olive groves
There where the breezes caress your soul
There where the thorns forever grow
And beasts know friend from foe

There where our kindred built halls of hope
There where we worship the sun and snow
There where our long forgotten homes
Are made of salt and liquid gold

There will our mothers never alone
Bear us as we bear
Children of our own
There will our mothers never alone
Bear us as we bear
Children of our own

Our skin is like the sun, our skin is of the sun
Made my the mother, the universe, the one,
We've only just begun shining
We know we're rising
Like the break of dawn on the horizon
We celebrate our DNA
Into the foray/foret we dare to foray
We lay
Our heads down to rest, we build a nest
On glory, glowing afternoons, glances stolen in the light of the moon
Bearing the light of our ancestors
We act as abdicators of unjust powers
And to those who would have us cower
We rule from our high holy tower
Of love
We know what we're thinking of
But unspoken words sometimes speak louder
We make music instead
We break bread
We never rush, we always stay ahead
And when the sea swallows the sultry sun
We find a place to be at one
Together
With ancient letters
And finally
We rest our heads
On sandy beds
Oh my friends, said oh my friends,
What could be better?

There will our mothers never alone
Bear us as we bear
Children of our own
There will our mothers never alone
Bear us as we bear
Children of our own
Bear us as we bear
Children of our own
Bear us as we bear
Children of our own
Bear us as we bear
Children of the sun