In the desert there are sands, camels and people.
In the desert there is a love rooster.
In the desert there are apples, lemons and pomegranates.
In the desert there are butterflies, lights and colors.
In the desert there is the Jerusalem across the times.
In the desert there is Ziryab the artist and his fifth pair strings, and the tone.
In the desert there are trees and branches.
In the desert the caravan died and people dissolved and disappeared.
In the desert there are Acre, Jaffa, Nablus and Gaza and they are in the hand of his merciful, the God.
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