3 Quotes by Hayet Ben Bada

But it is never too late,To break the chainTo stand as one againYou see,Too much painToo much rainToo much promises are made in vainPromises sometimes are only broken reedHumanity that we don’t heedThat humanity we bleedHumanity that we don’t feedHumanity that we don’t seedIt’s all what we need

When I flash back to the lovely days of septemberWhere I've kept some dreams and stories to rememberSomething like old streets and avenues to wanderSomething like my toys when I was younger I have a fond belief that september will stay foreverThere were many things in september , sweet and tenderSomething like love , something like adventureSomething like childhood , something like the rain,like the water

We are simply the Wings Of MEN That’ s why WOMEN contains MEN