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I yearned for harvest, my body was shaped

هويت حصادا حكت

1. I yearned for harvest, my body was shaped
By the prolonged absence of his sickle

١. هويْتُ حصاداً حكَتْ قامتي
منْ طولِ ما يهجرُني منجلَهْ

2. I say, as the spikes surround me:
My Lord, You are the sun amidst the spikes

٢. أقولُ والسنبلُ منْ حولِهِ
مولايَ أنتَ الشمسُ في السنبلَهْ