I am the oldest capital of sadness
My wounds are a Pharaonic inscription
My pain extends like a flock of doves from Baghdad to China
Give me more love, give me more love
O sweetest bouts of madness, increase me
The bird of my *** is Nissan
Oh, the sand
Mohamedfogmohamadnabil, Domnul, 35, Singur Egypt , Al Qahirah
