| Every word that escapes from this language is like an arrow from a bow.
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| Words are sometimes a treasure, sometimes an incurable affliction.
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| It's tasteless to talk about the past yesterday
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| Do we always complain about the tomorrow that has not come? |
| (Ha?)
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| The rope of my mind has escaped, let the crocodile scalds be empty
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| A drop or two is worthless
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| A giant in the grip of sadness and fate
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| As soon as the world is carved from life day and night, it is useless
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| Today is half a day of your life, let my mind be free
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| My hands can't wipe your dust off my skin
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| Existence leaves the soul when I leave my sight
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| The love in me weighs like gold
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| Without you, the self means non-existence, my heart is a laborer for you.
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| The sickness called love is a fox-like cunning guard in the wasteland
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| My head is hanging down, there is no place, stone in front of my sentence path
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| Your lips are in a state of marriage, chakir, pleasure, troublemaker
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| The one who sees says that it is a stupid thing to build a building.
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| If the wind blows, it won't break my tooth, if the heart is blind, it won't see anything
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| Seconds do the shopping with minutes
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| Hours take you away I'm afraid it can't come
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| The low guest who extinguished the lights of my longing eyes
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| Afitap is an unlit candle parting is a treacherous poison
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| Angel hides his face next to me, fate frowns on my face
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| Only you can drown this sadness, let your silk skin sink into my skin
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| If the wind swept your hair, my eyes would be enchanted
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| My ears wake up with your name, my eyelids open with your face
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| I write your name with my most beautiful poems
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| I'm in love with the ghostly silence of my room
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| I don't have a cure for my problem, I don't have a veterinarian
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| Support my balance, hold it so I can stop
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| Dawn, the sun's edict passes, bittersweet, the pain of numbered time
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| But the angel on one hand, the devil on the other
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| I have a dungeon in my head, I don't know how many complaints this is
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| I don't have a cure for my problem, I don't have a veterinarian
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| Support my balance, hold it so I can stop
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| Dawn, the sun's edict passes, bittersweet, the pain of numbered time
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| But the angel on one hand, the devil on the other
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| I have a dungeon in my head, I don't know how many complaints this is
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| I'm leaning my head against the wall, your shoulders aren't by my side
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| Dudes have a voracious appetite, I'm full with you
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| I have no strength, maybe I'll be short in the land of giants
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| My sadness comes with your silence, buried in your absence, I'm dead
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| I am one of thousands of love customers of this era
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| I curse my loneliness
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| Even if you don't come back forever, just know that I'm on watch alone
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| I declared war on my mistakes, I'm in a different shroud every day
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| The day of life, the notebook leaf, the cantor comes poured out
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| What is brought when you come, what is taken with you when you leave?
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| Deal with the problem, find the cure, sadness takes the heart
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| Every time I look at your face, I see a garden from heaven
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| Smile; |
| It's not my joy, it's ruins in my heart
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| Bad hours pass with this deceitful attitude
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| My tales involving you are not short enough to be told
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| Dwarfs on one side, giants on the other in the city of love
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| I don't have a cure for my problem, I don't have a veterinarian
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| Support my balance, hold it so I can stop
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| Dawn, the sun's edict passes, bittersweet, the pain of numbered time
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| But the angel on one hand, the devil on the other
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| I have a dungeon in my head, I don't know how many complaints this is
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| I don't have a cure for my problem, I don't have a veterinarian
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| Support my balance, hold it so I can stop
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| Dawn, the sun's edict passes, bittersweet, the pain of numbered time
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| But the angel on one hand, the devil on the other
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| I have a dungeon in my head, I don't know how many complaints this is |