Pin, pin, pom
Oh, how is this pussy?
Oh, oh, oh
Mmh, mmh
Yeah

I never asked anything from anyone, my God gave me, my God took me back
Every night, I destroy myself, every night, I live again
I screamed, it hurts when I read myself
My God loves us and protects us, wAllah
Mom, don't worry
I just have to go around my head for the five hundredth time
Do you remember when we had little
Every night we didn't sleep, we made wishes
Most of our dreams we threw into the fire
As if it was going to warm us up
I came home late at night, at sunrise
Closed face because I don't have a sense of humor
I have to leave my heart at home
Because I know that outside, there are only jnouns
When I was little, I didn't see a horizon
Down from my house, a dying angel
Told me "Ayoub, you have to shine in ten years
Changing life, it's rewarding"
My teachers said I was going to end up in prison
How do you want me to concretize my ideas?
I dreamed of having Poseidon's Trident
To never hear the siren's song again

Hard to believe in yourself when, even in broad daylight, you see in black (han, han, han)
(?) When I was thirsty, no one had given me a drink
I know I have to do it before it snows
No man has the power to eliminate me
I remember all our dreams before they died

Me, big, I have one, two, three, four worries in my head
Every day, I fight because no one helps me
Big, I have one, two, three, four worries in my head
Han, no one helps me

I tell myself that life is beautiful even if, tomorrow, I can get "pah, pah, pah"
(?), We are not bad seeds
It's just that we pushed badly, I was hungry I could have harvested
Even the stones of the little thumb

Ah everything I saw in my bled
No one wins, everyone loses, ah, they wanted to do it to me
They thought I was going to shut up but I'm like my father, I came home hooded at night
I came home hooded at night, I have a 24 Opinel in my pocket, the one that kills hope

Big, I have one, two, three, four worries in my head
Every day, I fight because no one helps me
Big, I have one, two, three, four worries in my head
Han, no one helps me

I tell myself that life is beautiful even if, tomorrow, I can get "pah, pah, pah"
(?), We are not bad seeds
It's just that we pushed badly, I was hungry I could have harvested
Even the stones of the little thumb

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