I don't Know if history repeats itself But I do know that you don't. I remember that city was didvided Not only between Jews and Arabs, But Between me and you, When we were there together. We made ourselves a womb of dangers We built ourselves a house of deadening wars Like men of far north Who build themselves a safe warm house of deadening ice. The city has been reunited But we haven't been there together. By now I know That History doesn't repeat itself, As I always knew that you wouldn't. Translated by Glenda Abramson & Tudor Parfitt Submitted by Angelica Rodriguez
Added: 9 Mar 2003 | Last Read: 7 Jun 2025 7:47 PM | Viewed: 9838 times
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