Places "my places in Baghdad"
As the birds cry,
As the leaves fall,
I feel the sorrow try,
Across my own wall,
And you there, my father,
Trying to hide the fright,
You're saying: "don't bother,
Everything will be alright",
The places, my father,
The places killing me,
The places, my father,
Always reminding me,
There … a friend was killed,
There … a neighbor was died,
There … bomb killed a tree,
There … insurgents chose to hide,
And you there, my father,
Trying to hide the fright,
You're saying: "don’t bother,
Everything will be alright",
It's jail, my father,
This house is nothing but jail,
It's jail, my father,
And my freedom is for sale,
"Don't be out", "don't be late",
"Don't say that", "unknown fate"
That's my words…
That's my world…
I can see my window,
I can feel the sun,
And there in the sky,
I can hear the destiny,
Telling me it's done!
"It's done … it's done …"
"Hold on … it's done …"
"Hold on and close your eyes …"
"Hold on … no more lies …"
"Hold on … it's done …"
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