this is my condition, take me as i am, with or without money
careless? no i'm not, i'm walking and working like a machine!
if they ask me to invade a country, i'd kill all the poetry writers, and every pen holder (means Writers)
these are thoughts, not just to be written, they are melodies to be sung "till son of the son!" (Arabic Proverb refers to long-term)
and if this happens and no one ever write; how easy it is to erase any country's name!
and Love, not enough for her
and Art, cannot feed kids (means it's useless, cannot make money)
and people, people what would they say about you?
and wedding that gives her diamond, and a house in a high-class neighborhood
for people, for people, it's all just for making people satisfied!
if they ask me to invade a country, i'd kill all the poetry writers, and every pen holder (means Writers)
these are thoughts, not just to be written, they are melodies to be sung "till son of the son!" (Arabic Proverb refers to long-term)
and if this happens and no one ever write; how easy it is to erase any country's name!
AND YOU'RE LIVING HERE IN MY HEART, AND IT'S NOT JUST ANY COUNTRY