Digging under your cheeks again
Next to the zero line of the Labat border
Night Rush to the Depths of Gisuhatu
Got
Dont say that all of you are June Imam.
Martyr of Karbala
Captive to the Baathist desires of your eyes
Defender of the privacy of your tent
Dont say that all of you are the Imams life.
You are a clear text of a forged hadith.
What do you want to do، local pigeon.
Yazid is looking at you in Zainab?
Youre thirsty and Im going to drink water for you.
Im going to drown in the Euphrates
Dont say that all of you are young Imams
Take your face away from me and deprive me of it.
Torture me, calm me down
Laughing again with hatred for you, Saddam
Dont say all of you June Imam
The Beauty of Ahurai
Spectacular
You are the sleepy desire of all men.
Stay young until Im old
Sneak dance to the rhythm of my kisses
