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Album : The white sheet (Tawṛiqt tacebḥant) [ENG]
From the beginning to the end
(Tagara n tezwert) The words come out simply Then they are ordered Finding their place among their brothers Waiting for the song to transport them One does not dwell on them Another learns them Yet another understands them At last they irritate those who don’t understand at all The white sheet remains frozen As anyone knows who has had to deal with it How to get out the words Even if we are in constant movement The pen does not move The hand is restrained by reason And he who is finally given deliverance Gifts this to those it will irritate Let the water run its course Life is so short Observe those who can benefit from it Who say that we only die once Let those who do nothing but wait In the belief they will alleviate their plight imploring Let those who do nothing but dream Perhaps they will have their revenge in paradise Even if we are afraid of conflict We know it will not spare us Everyone says it is bad Even if he makes it his companion We have our share of conflict One cannot escape When we will believe it has been defeated Anger will always be reborn Leave, return, what difference is there Troubles travel with us When we seek a cure for a calamity Another appears just as quickly Profit has become synonymous with trouble Poverty breeds jealousy Troubles and wealth fatten the waters Rivers that carry with them those who stumble Even if your heart yearns and challenges We have no power in our hands Even if it wants to do nothing but good And it could make it happen Troubles will not spare us Let us hope they will fade with time Perhaps we can rid ourselves of some And learn to live with the others Zixi England 22.12.2010 |
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