Artist: Marcel Khalife
Album: Fall of the Moon
I thought one day of leaving, but a sparrow
landedon her hand and slept. It was enough
that I fondle a grapevine in a hurry for her to
know I was filled with wine. It was enough
that I go early to bed for her to clearly see
mysleep, and extend her night to guard it.
Enough for her to know my days hover
around her and in her view.
My mother counts my twenty digits from
afar. She combs me with her golden lock and
searches in my underwear for foreign women,
and darns the hole in my sock. I didn't grow
up on her hands as we had wished: she and
I, we parted ways by the marble slope, clouds
loomed over us, and over some goats
that inherit the place.
There is no time around you, mother, for sen-
timental talk. You knead the afternoon with
basil and bake for sumac the rooster's crest. I
know what wrecks your punctured peacock
heart since you've been expelled twice from
paradise. Our entire world changed, so our
voices also changed. Even the greeting
between us fell like a button over the sand,
echoless. Say: Good morning! Say anything
for life to grant me her dalliance.
We meet only as farewell at the crossroads
of speech. For example, she says to me:
Marry any stranger more beautiful than the
neighborhood girls, and believe no woman
but me. And don't burn to illuminate your
mother, that's her lovely task. Don't long for a
rendezvous with the dew. Be realistic like the
sky. And dash like a colt into life. And be who
you are wherever you are. And carry no more
than your heart's burden.
My mother lights up Canaan's final stars
and tosses her shawl in my final poem!
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|1||Fall of the moon|
|2||The pigeons fly|
|3||A song on my mind|
|4||And we love life|
|6||The stranger's bed|
|8||Oh, my proud wound|
|10||The poem of the land|
|12||Waltz for rita's winter|
|15||Now, in exile|
|16||The most beautiful love|
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|Marcel Khalife - Fall of the Moon Album Lyrics|
|1.||Fall of the moon|
|2.||The pigeons fly|
|3.||A song on my mind|
|4.||And we love life|
|6.||The stranger's bed|
|8.||Oh, my proud wound|
|10.||The poem of the land|
|12.||Waltz for rita's winter|
|15.||Now, in exile|
|16.||The most beautiful love|
|3||The most beautiful love|
|4||Now, in exile|
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