הכינור של איברהים - Ibrahim's Violin

The Violin

In your silence soul, I asked a refuge

I cut your senses, from your conscience decree

Suddenly, you felt your grace rays

Spill on your face, from the justice creates

I admired you, with smiles

With, my childhood faith

I admired you, during seasons

I admired your, softly sway

...Out of there, far away

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