I have been told that life is beautiful
But me, I find it cruel sometimes
The dark smoke has taken the place of the sky
I’ve no more dreams, I’ve no more home
I have no chimney for the fire
I have no era, I have no seasons anymore
I don’t have time for this game
No no no no
I don’t have time for this game
Waiting for the night to cry
Hiding our tears until the evening
Listening to the emptiness whispering to us
Our story until the morning
Alone in the desert street
Alone living through the winter
I walk without looking around
I follow my lonely way
Souad Massi (born 1972) Algeria
Translator not stated
Source: lyric Arabic Music Translation
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