Don't Call Me Refugee by Lamiya Safarova, 9 My life, my destiny Has been so painful, so don't call me refugee. My heart aches, my eyes cry, I beg of you, please don't call me "refugee". It feels like I don't even exist in the world, As if I'm a migrant bird far away from my land Turning back to look at my village. I beg of you, please don't call me "refugee". Oh, the things I've seen during these painful years, The most beautiful days I've seen in my land, I've dreamed only about our house. I beg of you, please don't call me "refugee". The reason why I write these sad things Is that living a meaningless life is like hell. What I really want to say is: I beg of you, please don't call me "refugee". Back to - Lamiya Safarova Index Home | About Azeri | Learn Azeri | Arabic Script | Contact us © Azerbaijan International. Copyright since 2003. All rights reserved.