* poem: Mudhaffar Al-Nawab
* translation into English: Hikmet Elhajj
Oh sadness,
If only I had known you before
I would have created a garden of
jasmine in front of your house
And a pathway of joy made of tiles
Oh sadness,
If only I had known you before
I would have come to you myself
And not made you walk all this distance
Oh sadness, swear on your sadness
I did not know you now
You changed your way of walking
And put on a cheap perfume
Oh you, cheap sadness,
How much I cried for you!
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