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Delide
- Saturday, 14. Feb, 2009 @ 20:21:59
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ahmedehan
- Saturday, 14. Feb, 2009 @ 23:49:08
On a day of lovers,
With a cigarette between the lips,
Staring at the horizon,
Not having a sense of time,
Standing on the beach,
Not having a thought of past,
Neither a remembrance of her,
Though with a glimpse of hope,
And a red rose in my hand,
Without a smile on my lips,
Neither the sign of a tear,
In a question with God,
As to what my destiny is.
--- A pretty LITERAL translation, line by line ---It has a better arrangement in its birth language, Dhivehi, Maldivian.
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Delide
- Saturday, 21. Feb, 2009 @ 00:55:15
Thanks. I like it
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I don't understand