ﺟﻠﺴﺖ ﺑﺠﺎﻧﺐ ﺍﻃﻼﻝ ﺫﻛﺮﻳﺎﺗﻬﺎ
ﻓﻌﺎﻧﻘﺖ ﺑﻤﺤﺒﺔ ﺍﻭﺭﺍﻕ ﻧﺒﻀﺎﺗﻬﺎ
ﻓﺒﺪﺍﺕ ﺗﺮﺳﻢ ﻋﻠﻲ ﺟﺪﺭﺍﻥ ﺍﻫﺎﺗﻬﺎ
ﻗﻠﺐ ﻳﺬﻛﺮﻫﺎ ﺑﻬﻤﺴﺎﺗﻬﺎ ...
ﻓﻨﻈﺮﺕ ﺑﻬﺎ ﺣﻤﺎﻣﺔ ﺍﻻﻳﺎﻡ
ﻟﺘﻤﺴﺢ ﺩﻣﻮﻋﻬﺎ ....
ﻓﻨﺎﺟﺖ ﻗﻠﺐ ﻛﺎﻥ ﻳﻮﻡ ﺣﻴﺎﺗﻬﺎ
ﻟﻐﺔ ﺍﻟﺮﺳﻢ ﻫﻲ ﻟﻐﺔ ﺍﻟﻘﻠﻮﺏ
ﻟﻐﺔ ﺍﻟﻐﻤﻮﺽ ﺑﻤﻌﺎﻧﻲ ﺗﻨﺎﺛﺮﺕ
ﻓﻮﻕ ﻧﺒﻀﺎﺕ ﻗﻠﻮﺏ ...
ﺧﺬﻱ ﻗﻠﺒﻲ ﻳﺎ ﺣﻤﺎﻣﺔ ﺍﻟﺴﻼﻡ ...
ﺍﻧﻪ ﻗﻠﺐ ﺣﺰﻳﻦ ... ﻟﺴﺖ ﻋﺎﺷﻘﺔ
ﻛﻤﺎ ﺍﻋﺘﻘﺪﺕ ﺍﻻﻳﺎﻡ ...
ﺍﻧﺎ ﺍﻗﻒ ﻋﻠﻲ ﺍﻃﻼﻝ ﻣﻨﺰﻝ ﻃﻔﻮﻟﺘﻲ
ﻭﺍﺭﺳﻢ ﻗﻠﻮﺏ ﺫﻛﺮﻳﺎﺗﻲ ..
ﻣﻊ ﺍﺧﻮﺍﺗﻲ ﻭﺍﻣﻲ ﻭﺍﺑﻲ ...
ﻓﺠﺪﺭﺍﻥ ﺫﻛﺮﻳﺎﺗﻲ ﻫﻮ ﻫﻤﺰﺓ ﺍﻟﻮﺻﻞ
ﺑﻴﻨﻲ ﻭﺑﻴﻦ ﺍﻫﺎﺗﻲ ...
ﺍﻧﺜﺮﻱ ﻳﺎ ﺩﻣﻮﻋﻲ ﺍﺑﺘﺴﺎﻣﺔ ﻃﻔﻮﻟﺘﻲ
ﻓﻮﻕ ﺟﺪﺭﺍﻥ ﺍﻣﻨﻴﺎﺗﻲ ...
ﺳﺎﺭﺳﻢ ﺑﻔﺮﺷﺎﺗﻲ ﻗﻠﻮﺏ ﺗﻨﺒﺾ
ﺑﺮﻏﻢ ﺭﺣﻴﻠﻬﺎ ﻓﻬﻲ ﺑﻘﻠﺒﻲ ...
ﻫﻤﺴﺎﺕ ﺫﻛﺮﻳﺎﺕ ﻓﻮﻕ ﺍﻃﻼﻝ ﺍﻟﻤﺤﺒﺔ