“
You are like the Wind and I like the
Lion. You form the Tempest. The sand stings my eyes and the Ground
is parched. I roar in defiance but you do not hear. But between us
there is a difference. I, like the lion, must remain in my place.
While you like the wind will never know yours.
Lion. You form the Tempest. The sand stings my eyes and the Ground
is parched. I roar in defiance but you do not hear. But between us
there is a difference. I, like the lion, must remain in my place.
While you like the wind will never know yours.
- Mulay Hamid El Raisuli, Lord of the Riff, Sultan to the Berbers, Last of the Barbary Pirates.
