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March

[Intro]
La la-la-la la la
La la-la-la la la la
La la-la-la la la
La la-la-la la la la
La la-la-la la la
La la-la-la la la la
La la-la-la la la
La la-la-la la la la
 
[Chorus]
Your face is exactly the same
And there is this same building in every city
Instead of garlands, there are barbed wires
And there is no horizon behind the fences
The windows are clogged, and I’m in two hoodies
Who is it out there besides the cold?
A tank, parked right outside the gates
It’s not shooting, standing here for show off
 
[Verse]
I’m like an alien in my own family
But I’m not afraid and I’m not lying to myself
My body is in scars, and my hand in dirt
I’m searching for my home and my roots, just like you
I’m like an alien in my own family
But I’m not afraid and I’m not lying to myself
My heart is chipped, and there’s a yearning in my eyes
I will never turn back here
The air around is getting heavier with every year
I don’t want to be killing people
They come into my house without invitation
A new word and a new law
 
[Bridge]
La la-la-la la la
La la-la-la la la la
La la-la-la la la
La la-la-la la la la
La la-la-la la la
La la-la-la la la la
La la-la-la la la
La la-la-la la la la
La la-la-la la la
La la-la-la la la la
La la-la-la la la
La la-la-la la la la
 
[Chorus]
Your face is exactly the same
And there is this same building in every city
Instead of garlands, there are barbed wires
And there is no horizon behind the fences
The windows are clogged, and I’m in two hoodies
Who is it out there besides the cold?
A tank, parked right outside the gates
It’s not shooting, standing here for show off
 
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My Mister, your closeness / (*Sidi, **Wesal)

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My Mister your wesal (closeness), deepened my longing for you
 
Your subtilty provoked more passion, but you're overlooking me
 
You are the breezes that sweeten my life
 
When will you notice me, show me compassion/(feel how I feel)?
 
Oh, your distance, took far too long, why? Light of my eye
 
Where's your affection for me, when we meet? Why?
 
My Mister, why so far? Is your heart someone else’s, or is it mine?
 
My eyes wish for nothing more than you being close to me day and night
 
* Sidi/Sayedi; Literal; My Mister/Master, could also be my King/Ruler/Prince, depending on the context. Used to address a gentleman that earned your loyalty or love or respect. Also occasionally a classic/traditional/polite term of endearment. A subtle 'My Love' in this song.
 
** Wisal/Wesal; Nearness/Closeness. An Arabic poetic word, describing connecting with someone because you appreciate them. Fulfilling ones eagerness to be around a loved one. The act of approaching the one you long to be with, varying in meaning from family, to a romantic interest; the case in this song.
 

La usa

Mama sunt aici cu valizele la usa
Si in masina este un barbat care ma asteapta.
Adevarul stiu te va lasa ravasita;
Acel barbat este prima mea dragoste adevarata.
 
Cu el ma simt liber si fericit,
Vom trai impreuna avem deja o casa.
Nu mai sunt un copil, mama coboara glasul!
Inceteaza s-o faci pe-a victima neaparata!
 
Pentru ca asa l-ai pierdut chiar si pe sotul tau,
Acel sarac leu care scapase ca un iepure,
In fata monstrului dragostei tale ruginite
Si iti lasase ostatic acest fiu.
 
Mama sunt aici cu valizele la usa,
Cu toate indoielile si tulburarile mele.
Insa ma simt puternic si pentru prima data,
nu ma intereseaza de galcevile vecinilor!
 
La usa, la usa, de cate ori m-ai oprit la usa,
Cu acele false anxietati care dispareau la sosirea doctorului.
 
Mama, in camera mea am pus totul la loc,
Cheile le-am lasat sus pe dulap.
 
Imi va lipsi surasul tau purtand cafeaua la pat,
Acel paradis al nostru din copilarie
Cand dorinta mea era sa-ti fac pe plac
Si atunci cu rujul si cu evantaiul tau,
Ma machiam in baie ca sa seman tie:
Eram mandru ca eram fiul tau!
 
Dar intr-o dupa amiaza blestemata a adolescentei,
Invatam impreuna cu un baiat si din timiditate,
Simteam in mine un mix de placere si suferinta
Si imi scapase o mangaiere pe piciorul sau.
 
Of mama, am stat foarte mult timp aici in fata acestei usi,
La umbra culorilor fustei tale.
La pat cu femei am stat dar de fiecare data,
ma intorceam la secretul meu ca un lup in vizuina.
 
La usa, la usa, tu stiai si ma opreai la usa
Si incuiai degetele mele si visele la usa vietii.
 
Mama sunt aici la aceasta usa a ipocriziei,
Cu postul meu fix si o cariere promitatoare,
Ca un perfect exemplu al burgheziei medii,
Care nu poate avea sentimente scandalizatoare.
 
Of mama, nu intelegi cum e falsa morala?
Masca noroiului umezita in argint.
Sunt altfel mama, un homosexual.
Si tu acesta il iei ca pe o tradare.
 
La usa, la usa, eu as vrea ca tu ai sti sa ierti.
Doar o data, doar o data, nu arunca pe ranile mele sarea!
Ca acum la usa cand imi spui 'pleaca, pentru tine eu sunt moarta!'
'Sunt moarta!' 'sunt moarta', si imi trantesti in fata aceasta usa.
 
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Flower Wallpaper

It doesn't hurt them the slightest
That dreams float away as they grow
They only make out with people and grand words
 
As the water becomes drops
There's something yelling
 
We'll be transformed
So follow the water, already
 
We'll be transformed
We'll never be a fruit nation
We're used water
We'll be transformed
We'll never be a part of the same
 
The tiny words in frying oil
The thought changing mood
Reminds me that
We don't lack anything here
 
Do we only see what we see?
They saw an angel, was there anything else?
Try coughing it up
You can see everything in the broken body
 
We'll be transformed
So follow the water, already
 
We'll be transformed
We'll never be a fruit nation
We're used water
We'll be transformed
We'll never be a part of the same
 
Flower wallpaper
We're unpolished
Flower wallpaper
We're unpolished
Flower wallpaper
We're unpolished
Flower wallpaper
We're unpolished
 
As the water becomes drops
There's something yelling
 
We'll be transformed
So follow the water, already
 
We'll be transformed
We'll never be a fruit nation
We're used water
We'll be transformed
We'll never be a part of the same
 
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how do you sleep ?

How do you sleep through the night, how ?
i am feeling cold from this love too,
my situaion is very hard.
How do you sleep through the night, how ?
I wish you hug the loneliness in the bed.
 
I dont know if we meet one more time to one place
When i see you
my hands and feet dont resist.
 
they say this will pass too
i think they dont see my situation
when i passed this
i am curious about something
 
How do you sleep through the night, how ?
i am feeling cold from this love too,
my situaion is very hard.
How do you sleep through the night, how ?
I wish you hug the loneliness in the bed.