"Miss Sahar Listens to Fairuz Sing 'Take Me'" by Lena Khalaf Tuffaha
Miss Sahar Listens to Fairuz Sing “Take Me”
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Take me to a house with no doors,
a country of windows facing the shore.
Let the wind carry us, Habibi,
leave me there on the balcony of the sea.
A country of windows facing the shore,
a neighborly moon casting its silver veil over us.
Leave me there on the balcony of the sea,
Habibi, and you are the language I’ve lost.
A neighborly moon casting its silver veil over us
and I’ll sew a wedding gown of its light,
Habibi, and you are the language I’ve lost.
Together we’ll live in the kingdom of forgetting.
I’ll sew a wedding gown of its light.
The waves will drown our voices,
and together we’ll live in the kingdom of forgetting,
the night sky a shawl of stars for our shoulders.
The waves will drown our voices.
Take me to a house with no doors,
let the wind carry us, Habibi,
and together we’ll live in the kingdom of forgetting.
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