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Maktub, past participle of the verb kitab
It is the characteristic expression of Muslim fatalism
Maktub means: It was written
Or rather: It had to happen
This expressive word said in moments of pain or anguish
Is not a cry of revolt against fate
But rather the reaffirmation of the spirit fully resigned
In the face of life's designs

See you later
I wait for time to pass
The same time I waited for us to get tangled up
You lying down looking at me, my beard unshaven
Remembering the mistakes I made, try to fall asleep again
Lying down, embraced, full summer, very hot
Soft jazz on the computer, blends with the sound of the fan

And you whispered to me: I love you, I love you
I reply me too, but then I get up
Sit in the hammock, light a joint, you complain that I smoke too much
But in the end you like the energy the plant brings me
Makes my vulnerable mood seem more malleable
Because I know I'm unbearable when I'm in a bad mood

I know I'm burdened by energy vampires
Who smoke my cigarettes that burn alone
In the ashtray and make me go out in the early morning
Setting fire to the brothel, with cachaça or getaway driver
I talk about various changes, but in the end nothing changes
I'm a hustler and my philosophies are contradictory
Sometimes I surrender, explaining some other story to you
The wind that carries me is the wind that blows now
Strong winds shook me, but I restructured myself before

New dawn, new wind, swimming against the current
Or just crossing the river, flowing into any tributary
I go with the current, if the direction is the same
They are different energies, but the direction is the same

I am yin you are yang, you are soul, I am blood
Our time will be different, there's no point in banging your head
My promises were not false, maybe premature
But you look into my eyes and see it's not a lie
Every carnival ends in ashes, you know
But in the ashes like the bird, where our love is reborn
This is not an excuse, not even an explanation
This is a love letter, written by the heart

When you say you love me, I see a sparkle in your eyes
But let time speak, I need to fly
You know I'll be back, wait for the right time
Long life, small world, we will meet again

When you say you love me, I see a sparkle in your eyes
But let time speak, I'll get lost to find myself
I can't guarantee I'll come back, maybe I'll come back to get you
Long life, small world, we will meet again

In another incarnation, I won't make it happen in this one
Inflexible purpose, follow the flow, without haste
My look at other girls is superficial
Your smell, your smile is bigger than gossip
Life overflows all the time, take your lessons
Don't destroy the future because of past problems
I hate goodbyes
I can't just watch them
Your presence is felt, heart vibrates, you parade
You cry, mood swings, mutilate

I drown in whiskey, you in chamomile tea
My fullness is a weathervane in the eye of the storm
And at the beginning of love, everything was confirmation
The time that passed? Forget it, that time is over
Wait because the cut is deep, but with time it regenerates
Who arranges problems, feeds on problems
In the game man and woman in the absence of one, you invent
Who seeks finds, and who asks is answered

So know where to look, and select your requests
In bed we understand each other, only we know, right?
On the dance floor holding hands, in bed man and woman
You let go, look into my eyes, and follow my lead
You embody a gypsy, and I with a hustler's swagger
When I miss all our moments
I'll think about calling you, but I'll find you in other bodies
Other drinks, other areas, another level, another world
Hustler's heart, cheeky rogue gaze
My mind and my madness are what made you want to come
And that same madness that made you want to leave
It's better for you to go now, before I get rude
See you later my little one, it's still written maktub
And the skinny one gets emotional, because it hurts to set you free
But you wouldn't be able to keep up with me

When you say you love me, I see a sparkle in your eyes
But let time speak, I need to fly
You know I'll be back, wait for the right time
Long life, small world, we will meet again

When you say you love me, I see a sparkle in your eyes
But let time speak, I'll get lost to find myself
I can't guarantee I'll come back, maybe I'll come back to get you
Long life, small world, we will meet again