To Beirut - Fairuz
To Beirut. From my heart salutations to Beirut. And kisses to the sea and the houses. To a rock that looks like an old sailor's face. She is a wine made of people's spirit. From people's sweat she's bread and Jasmine. So how did her taste turn into the taste of fire and smoke?
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