An angel looks
huge mouth full of love And with his white forehead
Search
to deposit a kiss,
To stop the tears. And do
that is looking
collects under the cloak of tears
Spirals
gift in return
noises and light dawns
I am not ashamed of loving
My small home made of stones thin
of coastline and beaches,
seasons,
with tears and flowers.
Delete any threat, oh my do
Report this perfume and rifles,
Moisture Jordan
And the wind.
The dark trees and dreams
's face desert
Martyrdom and peace.
What will become of Israel?
What will happen to my little nest
Delete any threat, oh my do
And on the gentle slopes erode
Fa hatred and resentment.
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