| It's just that when I saw you leaving I teared blood until the sand got wet Then I wiped off my tears with my fingers So it looks now like if I colored them with Henna When we met on the top of Rama I found Al-Amiriya Layla colored her fingers in red So I asked: Did you color your hand in celebration of our separation? She replied: No, how could you think of that? It's just that when I saw you leaving I teared blood until the sand got wet Then I wiped off my tears with my fingers So it looks now like if I colored them with Henna | She replied: No, how could you think of that? She replied: No, how could you think of that? She replied: No, how could you think of that? It's just that when I saw you leaving I teared blood until the sand got wet Then I wiped off my tears with my fingers So it looks now like if I colored them with Henna When we met on the top of Rama I found Al-Amiriya Layla colored her fingers in red So I asked: Did you color your hand in celebration of our separation? |
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| It's just that when I saw you leaving I teared blood until the sand got wet Then I wiped off my tears with my fingers So it looks now like if I colored them with Henna |
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