Youth - by
On the boulevards of the Opéra
/ where the girls pace up and down
/ turning this way, and turning that
/ their svelte and lovely…
longing
كُلُّ شيء … - by
كلُّ شيءٍ في مكانِهِ
/ مِرآتُكِ
/ أحجارُكِ
/ آنيةُ الطيبِ
/ حنَّاءٌ جافٌّ لأجلِ عيدٍ سيأتي
/ مَقعَدٌ خالٍ،
/ قميصُ الصَّيفِ الماضي
/ رائِحَتُكِ فوق َ الوسادةِ
/ ما تَرَكَتْهُ شَفتاكِ
/ من طعمِ قُبلةِ اليومِ…
The Wild Geese - by
‘Oh tell me what was on yer road, ye roarin’ norlan’ Wind,
/ As ye cam’ blawin’ frae the land that’s niver…
Tam i’ the Kirk - by
O Jean, my Jean, when the bell ca’s the congregation
/ Owre valley an’ hill wi’ the ding frae its iron mou’,
/ When…
Kiss - by
For want of a mountain a primrose was lost,
/
/ For want of a primrose a love song was lost,
/
/ For want of…
Bohemia Lies by the Sea - by
If houses here are green, I’ll step inside a house.
/ If bridges here are sound, I’ll walk on solid ground.
Little Sea House - by
Little sea house,
/ when I found you,
/ the yellow poppies
/ …