مهرجان فلوس - ساعه الا ربع - ح

Festival "Fous Floss (Quarter Hour) Hamo Beka - Omar Kamal - Islam Sasso Distribution 2020

Festival lyrics

Ingro countries and yellow countries

When you smell the smell of money

Countries authorized us and countries sold us

Sabona to one of us, we get lost

Okay well and thank God

They said to me, I disgrace the eye

Say I die until I ask Sahbi

In a hospital I every two days

Money, money

Khalitko like whales

Souls of souls

There are no two wires in it

Oh eye, oh night

I cry for who betrayed me

With a written death

I didn't have anyone to follow me

I will drink poison and forget worry

Every little bit, upload posts

Friends who used to prevail

Countries of Berno Ashan Khat

I will make a migration and travel overland

I can find him in a strange way

I lived so hard and hard and again

I laugh in a gloomy face

A tired demon

Twist around my neck

Biban wire

And this myself see me in my distress

Menen and Vin

I see Zico delight

Sad for years

Aouztko I healed and complained

It is still young and miraculous

And our health, we answer the cash

If we are lucky it will not be

From the original Mnstagnash

We are the prestige assumed

All the lamb remains extinct

Baldra and love we live

What year before us I shut up

Banan hilarious and everyone saw me fighting her

Tired, disgusted

Of the people I liked

I want my livelihood

And they told me there is no need for us

My moral telepathy

I'm running away from the city

Shubra al-Khaimah, chic and literature