كلام [Kalaam] [English translation]

If your touch is as beautiful as your dance, come a little closer to me

There is a hell beneath my skin, and your hands are cold

And the ignorants bearded are upset and raising their eyebrows

They wrote the country's border on my body and on your body

And the skin tears up the words

My word on your word, like my body on your body

And the skin moves the words

I feel that i'm feeling what you're feeling

What's wrong with that?

Feel what you feel

And i taste whiskey, while mistakes on your lips but words don't stop

We're overwhelming by words when i whisper all my secrets to you

Then you go back to your life, and i go to emptiness

They wrote the country's border on my body and on your body

And the skin tears up the words

My word on your word, like my body on your body

And the skin moves the words

I feel that i'm feeling what you're feeling

What's wrong with that?

Feel what you feel