| That isn't me, you used to know before And everything I like isn't worth all this trouble The things that I love and the things that can neither be improved And my father thinks that my dream is unworthy He tells me; the future, Your position, among all those people, is like a game I get confused with all these directions If only the wings of my dreams could fly? The things that I love and the things that can neither be improved And my father thinks that my dream is unworthy He tells me; the future, Your position, among all those people, is like a game
Credits Song: Arabic folk song Artist: Saad Aziz Music video: Courtesy of iDunno Text & translation: MJ-Q8 on lyricstranslate.com Copyright: Fair use principle, for educational purposes. |