My Taziri, My Love

My Taziri , My Love

Sailing on high through a starry night ,
With her fleet of cloudy galleons
Is Taziri , my Queen .
Do you hear ,my lovely Queen?
The winds and the tides ,
your earthly slaves ,
Are singing now, A song in your praise .

Oh Taziri , say you"ll be mine,

And give me your love
Till the end of Time .
Take my heart and my hand,
They're yours to command,
Forever your Champion
I swear I will stand .
Oh Taziri, my Taziri, my Love .


By Om Taziri
March18, 2009
Tripoli , Libya


The word "Taziri" is Berber for full moon and is also a girls name .