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Before you visited Dubai,
You were an angel,
And your love was my heaven.
Take the key to my heart
And enter my tents,
One by one,
So, I may welcome you as a heroine
Whose footsteps make books tremble.
-2-
Here I extend my hand;
Let your poems await me,
And all the poets' collections.
My loss without you is painful;
Take my hand and paint a smile on my face.
-3-
I have nothing left to lose;
Dubai has stolen you from me!
Its streets, its buildings, its towers
All opened their mouths when they saw you.
And I am lost in the desert.
I count its grains of sand, one by one…
And I complain to it of your absence.
-4-
How can I return to Sydney without you?
How can I drag an entire city
To drag you with it?
Tell me, for God's sake:
To whom can I complain about Dubai?
She is beautiful despite my resentment…
And kind despite my complaints,
And generous despite my stinginess…
Believe me, she knows
That a lover's stinginess is a virtue.
I will not give you to her,
I will cling to you
Until she tires of both of us
And casts us out together.
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