Balqis poem by the late Arab poet Nizar Qabbani - I tried to purify the sound as much as possible and remove the sounds of applause and added music that I hope is appropriate for the poem. There are many secrets that the late poet Nizar Qabbani did not discover about his Iraqi wife Balqis Al-Rawi until the day of her death in 1981 in the bombing of the Iraqi embassy in Beirut, when the Palestinian leader Yasser Arafat appeared "suddenly" at the scene of the incident, grieving from the intensity of his grief and with rain of tears covering his eyes. That day, Nizar was surprised by the late president shouting in a trembling voice: "Where are you, Balqis?", "Where are you, my daughter?", "Answer your father, O rose of the Palestinian revolution?", and in the midst of his grief, Nizar began to think, "Is it possible that his Iraqi wife, whom he met 12 years ago and had Zainab and Omar with, is Arafat's daughter?? He did not know that Yasser Arafat had a daughter named Balqis; there is nothing in his life that indicates that, and there is nothing in his history that indicates that he ever married anyone other than the Palestinian cause!!" The Palestinian leader, after spending 15 days under the rubble searching for his “daughter Belqis”, then stayed after her burial to visit her mother and provide her with food and medicine, trying to comfort her for 40 days, sat down with Nizar Qabbani to explain to him the secret that Belqis had hidden since the first day of their marriage. Nizar recounts, revealing the secret of his late wife: “When we returned from the funeral to Abu Ammar’s office, the mystery began to unravel. He said: “In 1968, as we were leaving the Battle of Al-Karamah, a tall Iraqi girl came to me in Jordan, dragging two golden braids behind her. She and her high school classmates asked to be trained to carry weapons and to accept them as fighters in the ranks of the Palestinian revolution. Indeed, we gave the Iraqi girls, including Belqis, rifles and took them to the shooting range where they learned how to shoot and combat techniques.” He continued: “Then the days passed and the struggle moved to Lebanon, and it was written for Balqis to work in the Iraqi embassy in Beirut. One day, while Arafat was invited to dinner with one of his friends, the Iraqi girl with the two golden braids from ten years ago entered, carrying with her memories of our beautiful victory in “Al-Karamah” and shaking his hand enthusiastically. That girl was none other than “Balqis Al-Rawi”, your wife.” Balqis was buried as a Palestinian fighter, and she was buried next to the Palestinian martyrs, and she was wrapped in the Iraqi and Palestinian flags; in honor of the land that brought her forth and the revolution to which she dedicated herself. Arafat concluded: “Balqis Al-Rawi was not only your wife, Nizar, but she was also the daughter of the Palestinian revolution.”