Poem
MdinaMdina, beautiful to those Who wander in, Because of the architecture and legends That lay within.Those fortifications that Have stood for years, From the time that Muslims Had Malta theirs.From its silence It earned its name, Silent As known...
Mdina
Mdina, beautiful to those Who wander in, Because of the architecture and legends That lay within.
Those fortifications that Have stood for years, From the time that Muslims Had Malta theirs.
From its silence It earned its name, Silent As known today.
Its palaces have Stood for years, To tell its history To anyone who cares.
So we must take care of it As the Silent City and all its treasures Are beyond all value And any measures!
By Rebecca Schembri Higgans, 13, of Ghaxaq
Mdina, beautiful to those Who wander in, Because of the architecture and legends That lay within.
Those fortifications that Have stood for years, From the time that Muslims Had Malta theirs.
From its silence It earned its name, Silent As known today.
Its palaces have Stood for years, To tell its history To anyone who cares.
So we must take care of it As the Silent City and all its treasures Are beyond all value And any measures!
By Rebecca Schembri Higgans, 13, of Ghaxaq