بكيت .. حتي انتهت الدموع صليت .. حت

بكيت .. حتي انتهت الدموع
صليت .. حتي ذابت الشموع
سألت عن محمد فيك .. وعن يسوع
يا قدس يا مدينة تفوح أنبياء
يا أقصر الدروب بين الارض والسماء
يا قدس يا منارة الشرائع
يا طفلة جميلة محروقة الأصابع
حزينة عيناك يا مدينة البتول
يا احة ظليلة مر بها الرسول
حزينة حجارة الشوارع
حزينة ماذن الجوامع
يا قدس يا جميلة تلف بالسواد
من يقرع الأجراس في كنيسة القيامة؟
صبيحة الآحاد ..
يا قدس يا مدين الأحزان
يا دمعة كبيره تجول بالأجفان
من يوقف العدوان؟
عليك يا لؤلؤة الأديان
من يغسل الدماء من حجارة الجدران؟
من ينقذ الإنجيل؟ من ينقذ القرآن؟
يا قدس يا مدينتي .. يا قدس يا حبيبتي
غدا .. غدا .. سيزهر الليمون
وتفرح السنابل الخضراء والزيتون
وتضحك العيون
وترجع الحمائم المهاجرة ..
ألي السقوف الطاهرة
ويرجع الاطفال يلعبون
ويلتقي الآباء والبنون
علي رباك الزاهرة
يا بلدي .. يا بلد السلام والزيتون ..
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النتائج (الإنجليزية) 1:

I cried .. Even ended in tears
prayed .. Until melted candles
asked about Muhammad Vic .. And Jesus
O Jerusalem, O city of smelt prophets
O shortest paths between the earth and the sky
O Jerusalem oh beacon laws
O beautiful girl burned fingers
sad eyes, O city of Virgin
Oh shady oasis passed by the Prophet
sad stone streets
sad minarets of mosques
O Jerusalem, O beautiful black
damage from knocks bells at the Church of the Resurrection?
Morning Ones ..
O Jerusalem oh owes grief
O tear a wandering Baloajafan large
stop the aggression?
You, O
religions Pearl wash the blood from the stone walls?
Saves the gospel? Save the Koran?
O holy cities .. O Jerusalem, my dear
tomorrow .. Tomorrow .. Sazahr
lemon and green ears rejoice and laugh olive

eyesAnd migratory doves returns ..
To ceilings pure
kids playing due
and meet with parents and boys
Ali رباك Zahira
oh my .. My country of peace and olives ..
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النتائج (الإنجليزية) 2:

I cried. So ended the tears
I prayed. Even melted candles
what m. Vick. And Jesus
o most holy, o city smells of prophets
o shortest routes between heaven and Earth
o most holy, o beacon by
o pretty baby burned fingers
sad eyes, o Virgin city
Hey shady's arena Messenger

sad sad Street Stone minarets of mosques
o most holy, o beautiful damage in black
knocks the bells in the Church of the resurrection?
The morning ones.
Jerusalem o owes a large tear of grief
o wandering the eyelids
of suppressed aggression?
You Pearl religions
washes the blood from stone walls?
Saving Gospel? Of saving?
Jerusalem, Oh my. Jerusalem my love
tomorrow. Tomorrow. Will in blossom lemon
and green olive ears rejoice
laugh eyes
And returns the doves CMS.
The ceilings immaculate

because children play and meet the parents and boys
on John Zahira
Oh my. O country of peace and..
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النتائج (الإنجليزية) 3:

I cried .. Even the tears
I Prayed .. Even melted candles
asked Mohammed you .. and Jesus
Oh Jerusalem, the city of exudes prophets
O shorter routes between earth and sky, and
Oh Jerusalem, oh Lighthouse beautiful girl laws
oh, burned fingers
sad eyes, City of Al-Batoul
Oh, shady احة passed by the prophet
sad stones streets
sad minarets of mosques
Oh Jerusalem, oh beautiful black damage
from ringing bells in the Church of the Holy Sepulchre?
morning Sundays ..
Oh Jerusalem, oh owes grief
my tears, and curfew بالاجفان
to stop aggression?
You, the pearl of the religions
from washing blood from stone walls?
from Save the Bible? From save the Qur'an?
Oh Jerusalem, oh cities of .. "Oh Jerusalem, dear
tomorrow .. Tomorrow ..
and enjoy misfortune Al Sanabel سيزهر lemon and olive green
laugh at Laayoune
Due migratory doves..
to ceilings pure
because children play
and meet parents and boys
The ONDH Al-Zahera
Oh my country .. Oh, a country of peace, olives ..
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