من أجل عينيك عشقت الهوى Treacherous Customs But a Compensating God by Kafieh Dedicated to the great musician, Adil Zahrani Flamenco music drums in my ears exciting my soul, I think of a child in love with the neighbor's daughter He dreams his beautiful dreams trying to steal glances of his love From behind the watchful eye of her stern parents The heart is sad and mournful The child never imagines his dreams of love would be thwarted and crushed by A horrible, vengeful monster whose own life never took the right turn This ogre forbids his frightened daughter To see the only prince of her heart The music at Starbucks just changed The warm voice of a singer chants of hope No more disappointment or despair A few years later the father persists in his folly Gives the girl to ogre husband, one that resembles him The young ones sadly retreat into the shadows pierced with love's poisoned arrows And with ever-lasting sadness, their paths diverge But God is good and weddings are lovely in the great Middle East And for the loving sensitive young man, wedding bells ring Henna decorates the bare naked arms of a beautiful virgin bride Life is good, life is great! Always a new beginning to be had If we cut our losses, rejuvenate and plant new seeds Hence two lovely beautiful sultry-eyed boys are born and A spunky, lively little one who Clings to Daddy, resting her head upon His shoulders pulling him away from Howling wolves and dark shadows of a tragic past Spring comes bouncing at the heels of dark winter Hope is reborn, plants grow and roses bloom Kicking that achy feeling of where did my love go Happy ? Yes, but unable to forget the pain My guitar leads me by the hand to the gardens of my youth And the fragrance of my love's perfume Music gives me solace I sing and play the rhythms of my still bleeding heart My children surround me as if wanting confirmation That I'll never leave until I see my little one finish music school And walk her down the aisle on her wedding day To give her to a most handsome Beloved groom with blessings & joy Again, the music changes and my feet bounce and stomp to the new tune And I think of this tale of woe wondering How can human vultures feed upon their children's misery, Calling it tradition? Pity that old age does not Remember its own days of young love Why does old age want their will to preside Against the beauty of young love? Beauty cannot thrive in stubborn soil So the girl next door is no longer young but Encumbered with many a heavy load While approaching capricious Arab middle age But he'll always pick gardenias and place them in her hair And think her younger without life's broken promises Children of innocense guided by a benevolent God, Who brought the beloved back in the lover's arms But if it wasn't for our suffering, How would we appreciate what we have? like the variety of music and coffee At my favorite Starbucks and the Coffee Bean? my frind channill http://www.youtube.com/chitchatkathy Thes is a true story my frinds happened 20 years ago , I like to thank my frind kafei , for her support and frindship thanks alot.. adil

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