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Mohammed Hassan (Piracy In The Mediterranean)

(3/3/1990 / Al Iskandarī yah)

Preoccupied


little girl crying for her puppet girl at night
torn strings and a burnt stick won the fight
in me that wish to find my strings and rest in peace or no more
if I bore that dream, I'd be brave
find a room to sleep at the end of the way
my dream has lost the way

can't find the hidden beauty behind my soul
alas your majesty I've been led to the wrong road
please save my soul, O my lord, I feel preoccupied in your home!
if I don't have that courage to be healed
if I don't have the cure to stop the bleed
my soul will lose the way

my lord, I beg you to have mercy on me
when it's the time for the judgment day

Submitted: Saturday, September 26, 2009

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