“Jerusalem! My Love,My TownI wept until my tears were dryI prayed until the candles flickeredI knelt until the floor creakedI asked about Mohammed and ChristOh Jerusalem, the fragrance of prophetsTh...”

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“Lo que sabemos es una gota de agua”

“He who thinks half-heartedly will not believe in God”

“Lo que sabemos es una gota de agua”