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Cheikh Hamza Chakour : Syrian Master of the mystical song

Ross Daly ft. Zohar Fresco

Roza Eskenazi - Apopse an theleis (1936)

La nuit de la St. Barthelemy - Goran Bregovic

I don’t care if your eyes are blue

As the days are passing
I grow old and my hair
From gray to cosmic blue transforms
Every crook I met so far
Dispel out of fear
Throughout the holes of the earth

In my presence the snowflake celebrates
Its coldness and its beauty
The Sun sings the happiest song ever

I don’t care if your eyes are blue
And your day is black

Nor do I care
If you hate me not
Or if you hate me just...or
Disappointed you were recently

My absence is a punishment where
You saw the seeds of your disgrace

Now after I release you
From the ties of my grace;
Amazing and Divine
As angelic as it may be
You are free to beg for
Mercy all around

To travel or even to hate others
Unselectively; only if you are aware

You disappointed God, your parents
Siblings and finally me

When you walk
The chlorophyll turns yellow
The dog walks sneaky with
The tail curved in between
The last two extremities

The pearl looses its shine and
The diamond fogs its surface
Rosemary hides its odor
Only her name remains

Bitter is the honey
In the mouth of those
Around you

Bitter is the kiss
Of the embraced
Youth even if
You don’t greet them

The milk turns yoghurt and
The wine becomes vinegar

Women you hardly are
For the God sake
Your powers are so destructive
While you enjoy in crime and
Strongly believe in your
Innocence

Fatal is the day
Oh… most fatal women
I ever met

Silhouette of memory

Photo captured by Howard High


I use to see your face
On the face of the full Moon
Salute the falling star
Waiting for your message
Or even a call to ease my pain

Nothing but attack I got
I got nothing but wound
With the tenses that past
For your last suite

I used to clean the mirror
And see your face instead

I was absent as I’m now
Lost in the pain
For the suffering of my
Cosmic body

Absent while you maneuver
Others and malfeasant yourself
Enough so I may only
Pity you

I told you
It’s hard to be a Man
Again I repeat
It’s hard to be a man
A kind of Jesus

That broke your hidden Cross
And caused maladies
As concrete as stone

The velvet of my word
Brought to you nothing
But protection

The pearl of my patience
Brought you hope when
Even your cells started
To abandon you

My silky voice was a cure
For your inner pain
You hide as sin and
My appearance was
The manifestation
Of inherited Icon

Today in my face
You see nothing
But a silhouette
While your azure eyes
Turned crimson

Tomorrow I’ll be only
The one you see his
Back-shoulder but
Your tongue shall search
The missing teeth inside
Your mouth

Tomorrow and the day after
You’ll see the previous Giant
That bowed to your lie
As in a front of Mispha
Not because of incoherence
But out of mercy and bliss

You taught me how
To refuse people and
You failed to teach me that

I taught you how to
Embrace instead and
I realized
I failed and I regret for
The times I lost in vain
While my God
Swear in Time.

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José Saramago
domingo 26 de junio de 2011

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