| Mother of Four |
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Om Al Baneen is saying Sons left me and never came Life will never be the same The whole night she’s shouting Sons left me and never came Life will never be the same * * * * Om Al Baneen is asking where are my sons? They are now gone and in my life no loved ones My tear is now dropping on my cheek it runs Sons left me and never came * * * * I am praying and reading the holy book For my four sons I will start to search and look When they left me, my heart and my soul they took Sons left me and never came * * * * On the way im waiting and nothing I see My four great sons to my heart they are the key Hussein also left and never came to me Sons left me and never came * * * * Am I going to see my four sons again? Tears are dropping and they resemble the rain Will my eyes ever see my son Hussein? Sons left me and never came __________ A.J.K |