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The East receives my songs, some praise, some
To each of them my gratitude I
For I've avenged the blood of each slain womanand haven offered her who is in fear.
Woman's rebellious heart I have supported ready to pay the price - content to dieif love should slay me, for I am love's championand if I ceased, then I would not be I.
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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