Si Tu La Croises Un Jour

She didn’t like my two-room stay
You who travel, if you cross her one day
Come back and tell me, come back and tell me
Tell me a bit if she still wears
In her hair the scents of love
And all my dreams on her lips
But promise me
Don’t get too close
If you place your fingers
On the bronze of her skin
You’re losing it, you’re losing it.
Without a second thought
I held her tight
Even today
My eyes are burning, burning.
She’s at the age of long journeys
Of Arab princes and love marriages
Of free slaves, stories to follow...
I often came home only every other night
And my friends were curious folks
Hard to keep up with, tell her, I’m learning to live again.
But promise me
Don’t get too close
If you place your fingers
On the bronze of her skin
You’re losing it, you’re losing it.
Without a second thought
I held her tight
Even today
My eyes are burning, burning.
She didn’t like my two-room stay
You who travel, if you cross her one day
Come back and tell me, come back and tell me.
Tell her that for her I would give anything.