The Pigeons Fly

from by Marcel Khalife

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The pigeons fly
the pigeons descend

Prepare the land for me so I can rest
because I love you until I'm weary...
Your morning is fruit from song
and this evening's made of gold
And we are ours
when a shadow enters its shadow in marble,
and when I hang myself it is myself I resemble
on a neck that embraces only clouds.
You are the air undressing before me like
tears of grapes,
you are the start of a family of waves
gripping the shore and estranging itself,
and I love you, you're my soul's beginning
and you're the end

The pigeons fly
the pigeons descend

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from Fall of the Moon, released April 9, 2012

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Marcel Khalife Houston, Texas

Marcel Khalifé is a composer, Oud master & performer. Marcel's creativity, innovations, and humanitarian concerns along with contributions to the promotion of arts and Culture in the Arab world has earned him tens of awards in the Arab World and Internationally. ... more

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