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A song for Ann

Remember our last hours together,

Later to all go our various ways,

Fly for ever away,

For ever apart.

With full address-books

For we thought we would meet again.

All the light the lamp had shed on you,

All the night, had been pleasure and laugh,

Before each kissed good-bye.

’Twas love that we felt

We did understand

Yet we thought we would meet again.

Bob told Lou that you’re still beautiful

Now that so many years have gone by.

I saw them both one day.

But still, you’re alone;

Will you ever know

I love a girl, this girl is you ?

Miles and miles of war and peace have stretched

Since we met, all those years men have played

With love and hate in vain.

My bedroom is cold

‘Cause I’ve never found

The girl whose eyes could shine with love.

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After the world broke up

MEANT TO BE SUNG (A minor)

To Mahmoud, Tahar and Qaqi

I’ve given you all and …

Days were long and sometimes boring

Evenings were cold, sometimes thrilling

We had no TV, our only entertainment

Consisted in meeting you as friends or mates

We’ll remember you were only thirteen

And couldn’t understand.

Ten years older you’ll realize

That maybe in your hands

We left the last sparks of our youths.

We’re sure next year in that future of yours

There’ll be no trouble for you

Finding how to succeed.

Aren’t men wicked ?,

Nothing yet can be as full of hope and friendship as one man.

When for ever we leave the Northern coast of your country

And for ever leave your lives,

Sure we’ll cry as did others who loved you less