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14 novembre 2005

wahed les paroles ma fiha bass

ça c les paroles dial outlandish  "looking to my eyes"

Look into my eyes
Tell me what you see
You don't see a damn thing
'cause you can't relate to me
You're blinded by our differences
My life makes no sense to you
I'm the persecuted one
You're the red, white and blue

Each day you wake in tranquility
No fears to cross your eyes
Each day I wake in gratitude
Thanking God He let me rise
You worry about your education
And the bills you have to pay
I worry about my vulnerable life
And if I'll survive another day
Your biggest fear is getting a ticket
As you cruise your Cadillac
My fear is that the tank that has just left
Will turn around and come back

Yet, do you know the truth of where your money goes?
Do you let your media deceive your mind?
Is this a truth nobody, nobody, nobody knows
Has our world gone all blind?

Do you know the truth of where your money goes?
Do you let your media deceive your mind?
Is this a truth nobody, nobody, nobody knows?
Someone tell me...


Ooohh, let's not cry tonight
I promise you one day it's through
Ohh my brothers, Ohh my sisters
Ooohh, shine a light for every soul that ain't with us no more
Ohh my brothers, Ohh my sisters

See I've known terror for quite some time
57 years so cruel
Terror breathes the air I breathe
It's the checkpoint on my way to school
Terror is the robbery of my land
And the torture of my mother
The imprisonment of my innocent father
The bullet in my baby brother

The bulldozers and the tanks
The gases and the guns
The bombs that fall outside my door
All due to your funds
You blame me for defending myself
Against the ways of my enemies
I'm terrorized in my own land
But am I the terrorist?

Yet, do you know the truth of where your money goes?
Do you let your media deceive your mind?
Is this a truth nobody, nobody, nobody knows
Has our world gone all blind?

Do you know the truth of where your money goes?

Do you let your media deceive your mind?
Is this a truth nobody, nobody, nobody knows?
Someone tell me...

Ooohh, let's not cry tonight, I promise you one day it's through
Ohh my brothers, Ohh my sisters,
Ooohh, shine a light for every soul that ain't with us no more
Ohh my brothers, Ohh my sisters,

America, do you realize that the taxes that you pay
Feed the forces that traumatize my every living day

So if I won't be here tomorrow
It's written in my fate
May the future bring a brighter day
The end of our wait

(pause)

Ooohh, let's not cry tonight, I promise you one day it's through
Ohh my brothers, Ohh my sisters,
Ooohh, shine a light for every soul that ain't with us no more
Ohh my brothers, Ohh my sisters,

Ohh let's not cry tonight I promise you one day is through
Ohh my brothers! Ohh my sisters!
Ooh shine a light for every Soul that ain't with us no more
Ohh my brothers! Ohh my sisters!

yallah safi c the last time que je vous casse la tete avec ça **** ;p

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14 novembre 2005

outlandish awssssssum!

hada c un groupe hollandais , enfin pas hollondais flhakika vu que y a pas un seul hollondais parmis eux: ya un pakistanais, un autre men l'amerique latine (honduras), et un MAROCAIN  ^_^

wallah j'aime bcp leur musique, et surtt les paroles, ça en vau le detour, ghi sem3ou chwiya,

ps: c eux li darou la nvelle version aicha (ya certain qui la trouvent 7ssen men la version originale dial chab khaled)

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yaaa8 ch7al zwinine :D

14 novembre 2005

first post

wa je sai pas wach ghan bka tjrs a jour fhad lblog, mais esperons, enfin bref bienvenu, noubti (yak a simo ;))

donc c voila bdina, mais le big prob : que dirrrrreeee; non vs en faite pas, ha les sujetghay jiw , w ha les photos jayine aussi donc a très bientot  ;)

ps: wwwoooowww 3la berd, pauvres petit marocains que nous sommes, ça nous apprendras a vivre dans un pays dial chmicha, wa hta chta zwna, en plus twahechna les bottes et tout l'arsenal dial lberd !!

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