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This city of ours is strange:
In the nights
It whispers as we walk its streets
It calls us, shows its wounds
Like secrets of a heart
Windows closed
Alleys silent
Run-down walls
Doors sealed
In its houses, corpses have stayed for years
Renting
Translation of “Apna Shahr.” Translation copyright 2010 by M.A.R. Habib. All rights reserved.
This city of ours is strange:
In the nights
It whispers as we walk its streets
It calls us, shows its wounds
Like secrets of a heart
Windows closed
Alleys silent
Run-down walls
Doors sealed
In its houses, corpses have stayed for years
Renting
