The Syrian Poet Nizar Qabbani: Words (Kalemat)
In this story, I share with you my favorite poem of Nizar Qabbani that became a song by Majida El Roumi.
He tells me, when he dances with me,Words are not like other words
He takes me, from under my arms
He plants me, in a distant cloud
And the black rain in my eyes
Falls in torrents, torrents
He carries me with him, he carries me
To an evening of rosy balconies
And I am like a child in his hands
Like a feather carried by the wind
He gives me sun, he gives me summer
and flocks of swallows
He tells me that I am his treasure
And that I am equal to thousands of stars
And that I am treasure, and that I am
more beautiful painting he has ever seen
He tells me things that make me dizzy
that make me forget the dance floor and the steps
Words…which overturn my history
which make me a woman…in seconds
He builds castles of fantasies
In which I live …for seconds…
And I return…I return to my table
Nothing with me…
