Rita et le fusil - Mahmoud Darwich
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Lyrics: Rita and the Rifle
Between Rita and my eyes, a rifle
And he who knows Rita prostrates himself
And offers a prayer
to the divinity that shines in her honey eyes
I kissed Rita
when she was little
I remember how she snuggled up to me
And with her most beautiful braid covered my arm
And I remember Rita
Like a sparrow remembers its pond
Ah, Rita
Between us, a thousand birds, a thousand images
Countless encounters
Riddled with bullets.
The name Rita tasted like a celebration in my mouth
In my blood, Rita's body was a wedding celebration
For two years, she slept on my arm
We swore vows around the most beautiful chalice
And we burned
In the wine of our lips
And were resurrected
Ah, Rita
What could have kept my eyes from yours
Besides sleep
And honeyed clouds
Before that rifle came between us
Once upon a time
O silence of twilight
In the morning, my moon migrated, far away
In honeyed eyes
The city
Swept away all the bards, and Rita
Between Rita and my eyes, a rifle.
Mahmoud Darwish