Traditional song from Africa

La vie d'un sans-papier

and will my lips get coldkeeping the words untold ?the only sound around :a crack of dry leaves on the groundI always start too latewe only have to waitand they all lead to somewhere
turning out the lightsI’m looking for a signI was so wrongchoose another gameI’m burning in the flameand it’s too long
another burning houseI saw it in your eyeswe only have to waitand still the moment has to comein between sun and shadedon’t leave me burning in the flameand they all lead to somewhere
turning out the lightsI’m looking for a signI was so wrongchoose another gameI’m burning in the flameand it’s too longgive up for love
and I could burn by self-ignitionwhy is our love so strange ?we could be lost by disconnectionwhy do you want to seem so strong ?
everyone alonelost in echotogether in a crowded placenow ready for a changehold your weaponI wouldn’t get so close to flameseveryone alonelost in echoall alone in a crowded placebut now I’m lost and I’ve nothing else to saybut choose the right game

The sun will rise, the sun will rise in this eternal life again
The sun will rise, the sun will rise in this eternal life again

Out with the cats in the hood with the rap
Hustle though the rocks where most men slept
In the wasteland where the Wasco slept
Come on Ashley and watch your step

Sarake morono sara saraSarake morono sara saraSoprou furou zarabatanaSoprou furou zarabatana