Fajr Iberian - Mahmoud Maher

It was not ordinary days, for before dawn, a long dark night cast its oppressive veil, and fierce beasts clashed in it. The lush peninsula became barren, and it turned into a frightening ghost from which love disappeared without regret. Until a fateful appointment occurred, a meeting of passion and battle, when the arrows of truth struck the heart of dusk, marking a vow and the beginning of glory. Then the sun shone as a crown on the beautiful bride "Iberia" and "Andalus" appeared with splendor and generosity, playing a legend of a dreamy breeze that the delicate ones adore, and through which all beings breathe. A breezy wind that sails across the years, flooding us with nostalgia for her glory, bewildering minds in describing her, and captivating hearts with her memory... So that the lines of "Dawn of Iberia" "Andalus" witness a present whose intelligence and fragrance never fade.