Текст песни Mahmoud Darwish and Trio Joubran - Wait for her

With a glass of drink inlaid with lapis lazuli
Wait for it,
On a pool of water around evening and cologne flower
Wait for it,
Patiently the horse is prepared for mountain slopes
Wait for it,
Tasted the fine, sublime prince
Wait for it,
Seven pillows filled with a light clouds
Wait for it,
With female incense fire filled the place
Wait for it,
And do not rush, if you come after her appointment
So wait for it,
And if she comes before her promise
So wait for it,
And birds are not spooked above their strands
And wait for it,
Sit as relaxed as the garden at the height of its decoration
And wait for it,
In order to breathe this strange air on her heart
And wait for it,
To remove from her leg a garment is a cloud and a cloud
And wait for it,
Give her water before the wine and not look forward to twins sleeping on her chest
And wait for it,
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