Before You Came The World Was Prose.

Arab Children, Corn Ears Of The Future, You Will Break Our Chains, Kill The Opium In Our Heads, Kill The Illusions. Arab Children, Don't Read About Our Suffocated Generation, We Are A Hopeless Case. We Are As Worthless As A Water-melon Rind. Dont Read About Us, Dont Ape Us, Dont Accept Us, Dont Accept Our Ideas, We Are A Nation Of Crooks And Jugglers. Arab Children, Spring Rain, Corn Ears Of The Future, You Are The Generation That Will Overcome Defeat.

It's Painful To Listen To The Barking Of Dogs.

Dive Into The Sea, Or Stay Away

There Are Some People That We Didn't Forget, But We Don't Smile Any More When They're Mentioned.

My Master... Say All You Wish Of Me. It Does Not Matter To Me:shallow.. Stupid.. Crazy.. Simple Minded. It Does Not Concern Me Anymore. For Whoever Writes About Her Concerns. In The Logic Of Men Is Called A Stupid Woman. And Didn't I Tell You In The Beginning That I Am A Stupid Woman?