فُتحت
On the roof during the power cuts you counted shooting stars, and always wished on the brightest planet, the one that comes out first in the evening.
Noor, the power still goes out on our street.
بقية هذه الرسالة مختومة.
نبحث في الدُّرج…
نبحث في الدُّرج…
رسالة مختومة واحدة تنتظر Noor.
On the roof during the power cuts you counted shooting stars, and always wished on the brightest planet, the one that comes out first in the evening.
Noor, the power still goes out on our street.
بقية هذه الرسالة مختومة.