I love her with terror, the most prominent of what Onsi Hajj wrote about the great artist Phiro…

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(MENAFN – Youm7) The Lebanese poet Onsi Al-Hajj (July 27, 1937 – February 18, 2014) is one of the famous poets in the second half of the twentieth century. He was also a distinguished journalist writer, in addition to his relationship with the great artist Fairouz, as he loved her very much and wrote many important articles for her, but The most important of all is “Love Her With Terror,” which he wrote in 1970.



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In our lives there is no place for Fayrouz, all the place is for Fayrouz alone, so that scholars have knowledge of the sound and experts have knowledge, and let them say about the good and the unemployed, I kneel before her voice like the hungry in front of the morsel, I love him when I am hungry until full, and in my satiation I love him to the point of hunger, I hold my hand like a worshiper and call you: Save ! Save it… He also says: I had previously fallen into the ugliness of pride, so I kept my confession, and now I say my confession: I only believe in it, and I live because it is life. Her feet, she reinvented the springs, she is not the way of life but life, I speak from the depths of insight where honesty does not hide from shame and does not spoil to be stripped, Lord protect her Lord, serve her! Oh Lord, give me words worthy of her! They praised her, and committed the sin of veneration against her.



Onsi Al-Hajj continues: I am afraid, and only her voice will save me, in the emptiness of the place, reverberating like the gospel in my conscience, in time and eternity.

She sings to us the secrets that we have forgotten and the dreams that we have forgotten, she sings with her voice uncovered like an open hand, and she sings and her voice is veiled as a face lowered by torment and anger to the hope of the earth, even if no beautiful poetry is written for her, her voice is enough to make any words beautiful poetry, even if The melody was not wonderful, for her voice is enough to make any melody wonderful, because her voice is poetry, music, and .. sound, because her voice is more than poetry, music and sound, her voice, representation and presence, that in her presence there is a radiance that dazzles like lightning, and seizes The one who looks at her as a treasure seizes the traveler, her voice that I hear, it is as if he is the one who hears me, rather as if he is the best who listens to me while I listen to him, her voice falling in us like a martyr, quenching storms around us, igniting in us the instincts of innocence and brutality, her voice as lamps in the altar, and like a new flower.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Red in an old garden, her voice is not only in our ears, but forward in our lives, her luminous voice, which enlightens as the enlightenment of the cross. water.

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