Monday, August 28, 2006
Un poème de Samir Al-Qassem :
If you blow out the candles in my eyes
If you freeze all the kisses on my lips,
If you fill my native air with lisping curses,
Or silence my anguish,
Forge my coin,
Uproot the smile from my children’s faces.
If you raise a thousand walls,
And nail my eyes to humiliation,
Ennemy of man,
I shall not compromise
And to the end
I shall fight.
If you blow out the candles in my eyes
If you freeze all the kisses on my lips,
If you fill my native air with lisping curses,
Or silence my anguish,
Forge my coin,
Uproot the smile from my children’s faces.
If you raise a thousand walls,
And nail my eyes to humiliation,
Ennemy of man,
I shall not compromise
And to the end
I shall fight.
# posted by boumb @ 1:31 PM 
