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Fi Ahwi 'al Mafra'
In a cafe at the crossroads
From the musical Lulu In a cafe at the crossroads / there's a fireplace and a girl / my love and I / have laid it out with secrets / one day I found / a pair of little lovers / had taken over our seats / become the joyful strollers. O yellow leaves / we keep growing up / we keep growing / the roads and houses, the trees are changing / and growing up / you alone my country / my country my country / you alone are still a little child. Like the arrow returning / from its trip into time / I crossed the streets / where no one laughed for me. All my mates have grown up / all that was before / is no more the same / they've become the past / the gold of oblivion. O yellow leaves / we keep growing up / we keep growing up / the houses and roads / the trees are changing / and growing up / you alone my country / my country my country / you alone are still / a little child. |
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From Fairouz; Legend and Legacy |
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