Dawn of Iberia - Mahmoud Maher

They were not ordinary days, before dawn a long, dark night loosened its unjust reign, and horrible monsters wrestled in it, the peninsula became barren for singing, and it became a frightening ghost from which love hid without regret. So the dividing line of an era and the beginning of glory was drawn. So the sun shone a crown on the beautiful bride “Iberia” and “Andalusia” appeared with splendor and generosity, playing a legend from a dreamy breeze that spreads the chips, and the creatures breathe with it, a breeze that swims through the years that fills us with nostalgia for its glory, and baffles minds In describing it, and captivating hearts by mentioning it.