قصيدة للسياب باللغة الانكليزية

محمد معارج · 11-17-2007

Drop,

Drop,

Drop,

Evening yawned, from low clouds
Heavy tears are streaming still.
It is as if a child before sleep were rambling on
About his mother (a year ago he went to wake her, did not find her; Then when he kept on asking, he was told:
"After tomorrow, she'll come back again"
That she must come back again,
Yet his playmates whisper that she is there
In the hillside, sleeping her death for ever,
Eating the earth around her, drinking the rain;
As if a forlorn fisherman gathering nets

And scattered a song at moonset
Drip, drop, the rain
Drip, drop, the rain

Do you know what sorrow the rain can inspire?
And how gutters weep when it pours down?
Do you know how lost a solitary person feels in the rain?
Endless,- like spilt blood, like hungry people, like love, like children, like the dead,-

Endless the rain.
Your two eyes take me wandering with the rain,
Lightning's from across the Gulf sweep

The shores of Iraq
With stars and ****ls,
As if a dawn were about to break from them

But night pulls over them a coverlet of blood.

I cry out to the Gulf: "O Gulf,
Giver of pearls, ****ls and death!"
And the echo replies, as if lamenting:
"O Gulf: Giver of ****ls and death".

I can almost hear Iraq husbanding the thunder,
Storing lightning in the mountains and plains,
So that if the seal were broken by men
The winds would leave in the valley not a trace of Thamud.

I can almost hear the palmtrees drinking the rain,
Hear the villages moaning and emigrants
With oar and sail fighting

The Gulf winds of storm and thunder, singing
Rain.. rain..rain (Drip, drop, the rain)
And there is hunger in Iraq,
The harvest time scatters the grain in-it,
That crows and locusts may gobble their fill,
Granaries and stones grind on and on,
Mills turn in the fields, with humans turning
Drip, drop, the rain
Drip, Drop, Drop

How many tears we shed when came the night for leaving
We made the rain an excuse, not wishing to be blamed
Drip, drop, the rain
Drip, drop, the rain
Since we had been children, the sky
Would be clouded in wintertime,

And down would pour the rain,
And every year when earth turned green the hunger struck us.
Not a year has passed without hunger in Iraq.
Rain
Drip, drop, the rain
Drip, drop

In every drop of rain
A red or yellow color buds from the seeds of flowers.
Every tear wept by the hungry and naked people
And every spilt drop of slaves' blood
Is a smile aimed at a new dawn,
A nipple turning rosy in an infant's lips
In the young world of tomorrow, bringer of life.
Drip.....
Drop.....

(the rain . . .In the rain)
Iraq will blossom one day

I cry out to the Gulf: "O Gulf:

Giver of pearls, ****ls and death!"
The echo replies as if lamenting:
'O Gulf: Giver of ****ls and death."

And across the sands from among its lavish gifts
The Gulf scatters fuming froth and ****ls
And the skeletons of miserable drowned emigrants
Who drank death forever
From the depths of the Gulf, from the ground of its silence,
And in Iraq a thousand serpents drink the nectar
From a flower the Euphrates has nourished with dew.

I hear the echo
Ringing in the Gulf:
Rain . . .
Drip, drop, the rain . . .
Drip, drop.

In every drop of rain
A red or yellow color buds from the seeds of flowers.
Every tear wept by the hungry and naked people
And every spilt drop of slaves' blood
Is a smile aimed at a new dawn,
A nipple turning rosy in an infant's lips
In the young world of tomorrow, bringer of life.

And still the rain pours down.

نقلاً عن موقع السياب

Angelic-Vampire · 11-18-2007

That was a great effort
Thank you for this nice sharin
I really enjoyed readin it
Be safe

سفير سوريا بالامارات · 11-18-2007

**لين** · 11-18-2007

Thank you bros

The poem is wonderful

It is alot of enjoyment reading it

Regards

ابن قطر · 11-19-2007

thanks alot mohed

11-17-2007	#1
محمد معارج «©»عاشق مميز«©» تاريخ الانضمام: Mar 2007 محل السكن: بين القمر والارض المشاركات: 1,049	قصيدة للسياب باللغة الانكليزية Drop, Drop, Drop, Evening yawned, from low clouds Heavy tears are streaming still. It is as if a child before sleep were rambling on About his mother (a year ago he went to wake her, did not find her; Then when he kept on asking, he was told: "After tomorrow, she'll come back again" That she must come back again, Yet his playmates whisper that she is there In the hillside, sleeping her death for ever, Eating the earth around her, drinking the rain; As if a forlorn fisherman gathering nets And scattered a song at moonset Drip, drop, the rain Drip, drop, the rain Do you know what sorrow the rain can inspire? And how gutters weep when it pours down? Do you know how lost a solitary person feels in the rain? Endless,- like spilt blood, like hungry people, like love, like children, like the dead,- Endless the rain. Your two eyes take me wandering with the rain, Lightning's from across the Gulf sweep The shores of Iraq With stars and **ls, As if a dawn were about to break from them But night pulls over them a coverlet of blood. I cry out to the Gulf: "O Gulf, Giver of pearls, ls and death!" And the echo replies, as if lamenting: "O Gulf: Giver of ls and death". I can almost hear Iraq husbanding the thunder, Storing lightning in the mountains and plains, So that if the seal were broken by men The winds would leave in the valley not a trace of Thamud. I can almost hear the palmtrees drinking the rain, Hear the villages moaning and emigrants With oar and sail fighting The Gulf winds of storm and thunder, singing Rain.. rain..rain (Drip, drop, the rain) And there is hunger in Iraq, The harvest time scatters the grain in-it, That crows and locusts may gobble their fill, Granaries and stones grind on and on, Mills turn in the fields, with humans turning Drip, drop, the rain Drip, Drop, Drop How many tears we shed when came the night for leaving We made the rain an excuse, not wishing to be blamed Drip, drop, the rain Drip, drop, the rain Since we had been children, the sky Would be clouded in wintertime, And down would pour the rain, And every year when earth turned green the hunger struck us. Not a year has passed without hunger in Iraq. Rain Drip, drop, the rain Drip, drop In every drop of rain A red or yellow color buds from the seeds of flowers. Every tear wept by the hungry and naked people And every spilt drop of slaves' blood Is a smile aimed at a new dawn, A nipple turning rosy in an infant's lips In the young world of tomorrow, bringer of life. Drip..... Drop..... (the rain . . .In the rain) Iraq will blossom one day I cry out to the Gulf: "O Gulf: Giver of pearls, ls and death!" The echo replies as if lamenting: 'O Gulf: Giver of ls and death." And across the sands from among its lavish gifts The Gulf scatters fuming froth and **ls And the skeletons of miserable drowned emigrants Who drank death forever From the depths of the Gulf, from the ground of its silence, And in Iraq a thousand serpents drink the nectar From a flower the Euphrates has nourished with dew. I hear the echo Ringing in the Gulf: Rain . . . Drip, drop, the rain . . . Drip, drop. In every drop of rain A red or yellow color buds from the seeds of flowers. Every tear wept by the hungry and naked people And every spilt drop of slaves' blood Is a smile aimed at a new dawn, A nipple turning rosy in an infant's lips In the young world of tomorrow, bringer of life. And still the rain pours down. نقلاً عن موقع السياب __________________ عيون أبي وأمي يا عـراق = يا فكر تصرخ بداخله الآهـات لوعتي في منامي ويقظـتي = يا عراق أنت أنـين السـكات

11-18-2007	#3
سفير سوريا بالامارات «©»عاشق مميز«©» تاريخ الانضمام: Jul 2007 المشاركات: 1,051	thank you dear mouhammed ... this great poem was sang by mouhammed abdo really it was great..... have a nice time __________________ يا هلي وربعي ...يا زينَ القبايل’ أخوكم’مسافر والدرب وايد خطيرْ عشقي لمنتداكمْ صار طايل’ ما هو بنزوةْ ولا غلطة صغيرْ ان ْ نسيتوني فحبكم عندي مب ْ زايل حبكم يكبر كبر حبي لزايدْ الخيرْ وان ذكرتوني ..اذكروني بالفضايلْ وقولوا شكثر طيبه هالسفيرْ ترا الانسان افعال وشيم وخصايل ما هو بثروة ولا كنوز وحريرْ صدق والله المثل ياللي قايلْ يموت ابن ادم ويبقى ما عمل من خيرْ فديت عيونكم اذكروا مني الجمايل’ واعذروني عن كل قصر وتقصير ْ

11-18-2007	#4
لين مشرفة العام واللغات تاريخ الانضمام: Mar 2007 محل السكن: Lebanon المشاركات: 5,992	Thank you bros The poem is wonderful It is alot of enjoyment reading it Regards __________________ يا حبيبتنا بيروت شو صاير بالدني بيروت يا بيروت دخلك لا تنحني

11-19-2007	#5
ابن قطر مشرف منتدى الاهدائات تاريخ الانضمام: Mar 2006 محل السكن: الدوحة ( دار التميمي حمد ) المشاركات: 6,174	thanks alot mohed __________________ عهــدٍ علـى إنـي لشرف داري .................... تـــرك صُـبــيٍ ما يـعــز تــرابـــه شوفو دمـي من حبها عنـابـي .................... و حـمـاستي من ضـوها شبـابـه[/center][/font][/size][/color][/font][/center][/size][/color] مع تحيات اخوكم ابن قطر يا بلدنا يا قطرنا حنى كلنا لك جنود من غدا بالحرب نار و زلزله

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