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Слушать(AI)Every Time I Kiss You
Every time I kiss
After a long separationI feelI am putting a hurried love
In a red mailbox.
Translated by B.
Frangieh And C.
Brown
Nizar Qabbani
Nizar Tawfiq Qabbani (21 March 1923 – 30 April 1998) was a Syrian diplomat, poet, writer and publisher. His poetic style combines simplicity and
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