Salem Al Fakir
Salem Al Fakir
Salem Al Fakir
Salem Al Fakir
Salem Al Fakir
Salem Al Fakir
Salem Al Fakir
Salem Al Fakir
Salem Al Fakir
Salem Al Fakir
Salem Al Fakir
Salem Al Fakir
Salem Al Fakir
Brooklyn Sun
She's hanging on
She's been running round
A tired sky
Her day is done
She says goodbye
And slips away
Wish a golden kiss
To keep us warm
Till the morning breaks
Come, come, come back soon
I would trade away the stars and moon
If you came, came, came back soon
My darker days would all be done
Oh Brooklyn Sun
I toss and turn
Stuck in dream
Lost I Find
That everything is not what it seems
So wake me up
And take me back
Illuminate
Enlighten all the things I have
Oh, nothing looks the same when you are not
Around around and
Oh, I close my eyes and wait