Si je suis moi parce que je suis moi, et si tu es toi parce que tu es toi, je suis moi et tu es toi. Si, en revanche, je suis moi parce que tu es toi, et si tu es toi parce que je suis moi, alors je ne suis pas moi et tu n'es pas toi...
Do you love me do you do you !!!! INSANE song! bring it back it to the 70s
Wa2t el rajoola. Ramallah underground, awia heek, nateeja bala shoghol
Hold my hand while you cut me down
it had only just begun but now it’s over now
and you’re in the heat of moments with your heart playing up cold
I’m between the middle watching hastiness unfold
in my eyes you were smiling in the spotlight dancing with the night
when I fell off your mind
I’m tired of trying
your teasing ain’t enough
fed up of biding your time
when I don’t get nothing back
and for what, and for what, and for what
when I don’t get nothing back
Boy, I’m tired
where do you go when you stay behind
I looked up and inside down and outside only to find
a double taking punching hard and laughing at my smile
I’m tired of trying
your teasing ain’t enough
fed up of biding your time
when I don’t get nothing back
and for what, and for what, and for what
when I don’t get nothing back
boy I’m tired of trying
your teasing ain’t enough
fed up of biding your time
when I don’t get nothing back
and for what, and for what, and for what
when I don’t get nothing back
Boy, I’m tired
(I should have known)
never mind said your open arms
I couldn’t help believe they tricked me back into them, even though
lupe lupe
ya kolo ya balash
viva la festa
