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If my tears were talk
I would not have tasted crying
But my tears a mirage
They roll disturbed
And on the cheek there is a door keeper
Who loses the battle,
Who opens the door for it,
It declares the law of the jungle
And the kingdom falls
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If my tears were a stone
I would not have hit people with it
The stone would become a building
A wide sight
So a small baby sleeps
Carrying on its shoulders sleeplessness
And to cross out the misery of a mother heart
Which was broken
I will build a big wall
Standing in the face of destiny
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If my tears were wood
I would have inflamed literature
And made from it a sword
From it shines a flame
And erased the word: wrong
Wrong who wrote:
We protected the guest
We guarded the descent
We united winter and summer
But we could not unite the Arabs
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