Ma Lune
Zaho
My Moon
I searched for you, I aimed for the moon
You knew me with a heart in the mist
When love deserted my island
I wrote between a rock and a hard place
I wasn't born into wealth
My only riches are my family, my customs
I make gold in my records and my pen
And you will be eternal in my posthumous projects
The looks won't be unanimous
Yet, closing your eyes is easy
I pretended, I faced the wind
But facing the mirror, I only see a child
Is it better to be anonymous?
I no longer know who loves me or who damages me
What will remain over time?
Over time, yeah, yeah
I don't make up these words for you (for you)
You are my moon, I only see you
I don't make up these words for you (for you)
You are my moon, my moon and you light me up, eh
My past is nothing but a field of ruins
I walk between shells and mines
Far from my Algeria, in exile
I dreamed that its people triumphed, amen
The end is never like in the movies
In all scripts, you would be my heroine
I picked the rose despite the thorn
In the middle of the living room, my son draws me
No, without you, my life would be rhymeless
I wouldn't have all the hope that drives me
I would have less soul and feelings
I would have never met the father of my child
Too many wounds in the abyss
If they censor me, I become a mime
A lot of love in the blood
Cut the sound, I love you, Naïm
I don't make up these words for you (for you)
You are my moon, I only see you
I don't make up these words for you (for you)
You are my moon, my moon and you light me up, eh
I don't make up these words for you (for you)
You are my moon, I only see you
I don't make up these words for you (for you)
You are my moon, my moon and you light me up, eh
Each has their moon, each has their destiny
Each has their fortune
Each of us has at least someone
Who lights up their pavement
Heal my pains, give me your hand
Lend me your pen
Like Indochine, when nothing is certain
I ask the moon, my moon
I don't make up these words for you (for you)
You are my moon, I only see you
I don't make up these words for you (for you)
You are my moon, my moon and you light me up, eh
Each has their moon, each has their destiny
Each has their fortune
Each of us has at least someone
Who lights up their pavement
Heal my pains, give me your hand
Lend me your pen
Like Indochine, when nothing is certain
I ask the moon, my moon
