كلمات اغنية عابد عازرية – غريب في مدينة بعيدة

When I was a little child A lovely child The rose was my home And the springs my oceans The rose became a wound The springs became thirst

Have I changed much since then? I haven’t changed much The day when like the wind we go home Watch my forehead You will see the rose turned into a palm And the springs into sweat You will find me just I was A little child A lovely child