أعطني قلبك | الجفراني | كلمات صالح النشيرا | 2025

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Oh, how far my suspicions have become from his suspicions My thoughts this

night are not spacious The sciences in your chest are

meadow I have talked about them with your eyes

Hear the true poetry from what he sang

Your poetry is not lost The flower of

its youth I love you and I know that love is a law That played with the

prophets before The companions were generous, among the prophets before the

companions. I know that love was a law of destiny among the

prophets before the companions. Give me your heart and my heart.

Don’t be greedy, gazelles don’t eat the hearts of wolves. Smile, and you’ll

become heaven. He turned towards the hair and opened

its door. One day, coffee, I didn’t hear you. Hila and Benah. I wish

you were delicious at a time when the resemblance is impossible. I can’t answer. A house in which the

compliments are drawn, not a slanderer. In the sanctuary of your face,

swords are drawn. I am afraid to upset you and I fear war. I am afraid to

upset you and war will arise. I love you and I know that love’s

light has struck the prophets before the companions. Give me

your heart and my heart will not. The gazelles do not eat the hearts of the

wolves

From your sorrow, may God be pleased with him, if he were to insist on his defiance,

the poet would merge with you without singing, something that would confuse the

philosophers of writing. The cold weather has spread, and you have a puff, as if it were a scorching heat

in the balanced person, who loses his mind, and you say, “Your beauty,

sh-sh,” as if he were returning the rain toward you. The cloud was

returning the rain, pouring a cloud, yes I love you and I know that

love is a law destined for Philip, O friend of companions,

give me your heart and my heart, do not let the gazelles sway them, do not eat

the hearts of the wolves, whenever I seek a description of it, I get lost

between chaos and monotony, taking the result of beauty, forgetting the

paradise they have, in your legitimate right, they demand it, I sell my life

Labo Zama and Beneh, whenever I see him, I cut his clothes.

I pretend to be someone I've had enough of. I praise and thank him

since the day he came, I praise

and thank him since the day he came. I love you and I know that love is a

law that has been passed on to me in the father, O before the companions.

Give me your heart and my heart. Do not bow down to the gazelle. Don't eat

the hearts of wolves

Your face is opposite to kindness in distress Oh life of the heart

I don't know what torment is knocking on my heart for you Knock what

And if it leaves me like the bow of the lute

Give me your heart and my heart Don't yearn for gazelles Don't eat the hearts of wolves Give me your heart and my heart Don't yearn for

gazelles Don't eat the hearts of

wolves

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