Taken, par Ibrahims Kone

Un article de Caverne des 1001 nuits.

I will sit by this riverside
And never take my gaze off it
By God pearls have passed this tide
None to my neck have fit

Words have come out of pride
No rope to pull a bit
The friend stepped in the ride
And stole the whole of it

Darkness has fallen inside
Despite thousands of candle lit
I am taken by the enchanting bride
There remains nowhere to take a seat.


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