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The Window in the Ceiling
   
submitted by Toine Van Teeffelen
24.05.2006

The following story happened in Syria but is known in the Bethlehem area.

It is said that a young peasant fell in love with a girl from the same quarter. Like the girl's father he worked on the land. However, customs and traditions put an obstacle to their meeting. During his trading trips to Aleppo her father used to lock her up. However, her lover climbed on the roof and talked to her through the "rozana" (a small opening or skylight in the ceiling). News reached the girl's father about this matter, and when the young man went to ask her hand in marriage her father refused. Whereupon the former left to Aleppo for good. On his departure, the girl, who stayed without marriage, sang the following verses:

O, Rozana, Rozana, you have got all the fun,
May God punish you for what you have done.
O, you, leaving to Aleppo, my love with you has gone.
May salve be forbidden to apply to my eye,
As long as my love stays single, I will be single as well.
Everyone has got her lover except me,
Lord, a breeze to send me back my love.

Source: elderly people.

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