الريحانة
10-29-2005, 11:28 AM
Any day we will return my brother
In letters of torment and grief I write these lines of poetry
I write it and the thrill between the words on the line
Since they arrested you I felt of sadness in my heart
And oppress in the present life and with graft of bitter day
Every morning and evening I remembered you and escaped with thought
These days we kidnapped it in silent from the time age
We will return tomorrow or after tomorrow in any time we don’t know
We will return my brother any day and come to us as dawn
And finally oh my age happiness check and marked by patience
So my brother the day break is soon and easiness come after heart
Without hope the heart would break
In letters of torment and grief I write these lines of poetry
I write it and the thrill between the words on the line
Since they arrested you I felt of sadness in my heart
And oppress in the present life and with graft of bitter day
Every morning and evening I remembered you and escaped with thought
These days we kidnapped it in silent from the time age
We will return tomorrow or after tomorrow in any time we don’t know
We will return my brother any day and come to us as dawn
And finally oh my age happiness check and marked by patience
So my brother the day break is soon and easiness come after heart
Without hope the heart would break