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Bousselham JAMAL
Bousselham JAMAL
My sweet country Morocco!
Beautiful mountains and fresh valleys,
Great ocean of white sand, vast oases,
land of my ancestors where my seed has sprouted,
where landscape and poetry coalesce!
I have never forgotten my traditions and my language,
the colours and scents of the flowers,
My hope is a journey on a long road,
crossing the dunes of sand and happiness!
My country is a bridge between two continents,
Two civilizations. Europe and Africa!
Our land is a variety of rocks and sediments,
a landscape of sand and forests, beautiful and magnificent!
The landscape of my country is unique,
the mix between the forest and the sea is typical,
Very far in the Sahara, the sky lights up the earth,
You tourists, come and breathe our air!
Beautiful mountains and fresh valleys,
Great ocean of white sand, vast oases,
land of my ancestors where my seed has sprouted,
where landscape and poetry coalesce!
I have never forgotten my traditions and my language,
the colours and scents of the flowers,
My hope is a journey on a long road,
crossing the dunes of sand and happiness!
My country is a bridge between two continents,
Two civilizations. Europe and Africa!
Our land is a variety of rocks and sediments,
a landscape of sand and forests, beautiful and magnificent!
The landscape of my country is unique,
the mix between the forest and the sea is typical,
Very far in the Sahara, the sky lights up the earth,
You tourists, come and breathe our air!
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