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Sara’s story is a very sad one
Found herself out of fun
She can’t walk, she can’t run
Sanction worked with her and done
Evil’s act the worst is known

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Sara’s sickness is a very bad one
It is the result of depleted weapon
It is cancer in her blood
If you see her tears flood
To her smile you will weep
In her body death is creep

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Sara’s family suffers a lot
With her illness they are shocked
Trying making her not to yield
Hoping always to be healed

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Sara a girl of six years old
With her sickness she is bold
With her sickness she is bright
Say a moon, much more light
You can feel her as a breeze
In spite of her tight squeeze

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She is the best story teller
She can tell about her sailor
And adventure of Roger the rabbit
Which is became to her as a habit
Talking a lot of Casper the ghost
Snow White the dearer the innermost
Her stories you can’t miss
When you hear you say bis

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Sara’s pains never stop
She can’t forget
She can’t cope
She can’t hate
She can’t hope
Thinking never never stop

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Always ready for injection
Cope it without any objection
This time she went in a sleep
Needless to count any sheep
She felt near a creature tiny
His smile bright and shiny
She called dwarf to be near
There is nothing to be fear

- You are Snow?
- Which Snow?
- The White Snow?
- No
I am Sara
- You are Snow
- No nonnnon no
I am Sara
- You are Snow

The dwarf crow
I found Snow
I found Snow
Other dwarfs appear
Welcome back dear
- I am Sara not Snow
- You are Snow
- I am Sara
- Sara, Sara even so
We are friends not a foe
Come with us to the wood
Play and dance change the mood
- I can’t walk I can’t move
I can’t go to your grove
I can feel a heavy, heavy load
Which makes me tired and called
- What’s the matter tell me Snow
Tell me the matter let me know
- I don’t know, I don’t know
And I am Sara not Snow
- Sara please what is wrong
Let me hear from your tongue
- I am sick with a disease
Day by day it’s increase
There is no way to be cured
And my death is assured
Mother and father very sad
My condition is very bad
- We will take you to a land
Filled with the curing sand
There is no place for a pain
Your health you will gain
- Am I going to survive?
Hoping always to revive
- Take you with us in a trip
Can’t imagine the lovely ship
- I would like to have flips
Since I lost a lot of trips
- Needless telling how to fly
Since we go toward the sky
- Toward the sky
- Toward the sky

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Sara is the daughter of sun
Found at last a lot of fun
Since the start of her fly
Toward the sky
Toward the sky

1 Comments:

Blogger lastknight said...

فتهنأ ساره فى السماء .. مادامت أرضنا لم تعد تحتمل برائتها

٢٠ تموز, ٢٠٠٦  

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