Your memories are fading
It feels like an eclipse
A night full of stars
On the Tunis port
The wind from the fan
Of your seated grandfather
At the Café des Délices
Your memories fade away
You see the tram pass by
And the whiteness of the veils
Of women carrying their sons
And the smell of the jasmine
He was holding in his hands
At the Café des Délices
Yalil yalil habibi yalil yalil yalil habibi yalil1
Yalil yalil habibi yalil yalil yalil habibi yalil
Your memories fade away
You see the girl again
The kiss that hurts
At Port El Kantaoui
The first love words
Upon velvet songs
Habibi habibi2
Your memories fade away
You loved these fruits
The apricot pips
Were your marbles
And the party evenings
We were having in our minds
On the beaches of Hammamet
Yalil yalil habibi yalil yalil yalil habibi yalil
Yalil yalil habibi yalil yalil yalil habibi yalil
Yalil yalil habibi yalil yalil yalil habibi yalil
Yalil yalil habibi yalil yalil yalil habibi yalil
Your memories fade away
At the front of the ship
And that quay left behind
Towards a new world
A life that stops
For a new day starting
It might be a chance
Yalil yalil3 you shall not forget
Yalil yalil these old perfumes
Yalil yalil you shall not forget
Yalil yalil even if you leave
Yalil yalil habibi yalil yalil yalil habibi yalil
Yalil yalil habibi yalil yalil yalil habibi yalil
Yalil yalil habibi yalil yalil yalil habibi yalil
Yalil yalil habibi yalil yalil yalil habibi yalil
A night full of stars
On the Tunis port
And the whiteness of the veils
Of women carrying their sons
The wind from the fan
Of your seated grandfather
And the smell of the jasmine
He was holding in his hands
At the Café des Délices
Yalil yalil habibi yalil yalil yalil habibi yalil
Yalil yalil habibi yalil yalil yalil habibi yalil
Yalil yalil habibi yalil yalil yalil habibi yalil
Yalil yalil habibi yalil yalil yalil habibi yalil
At the Café des Délices
At the Café des Délices
1. Arabic : O night, o my love2. I love you3. O night, o night