كلام [Kalaam] [English translation]

if your touch was as sweet as your dance

come a little closer

there's hell under my skin

and your hands are cold

ignorants are bearded with the leafs of fig

and their eyebrows are lifted

they wrote the country's borders on your body as well as mine

the skin took over the talk

my word over yours like my body over yours

and the skin is stirring the talk

i'm feeling like ...

i'm feeling that you feel me

from the flaw

i feel that you feel me

and i taste whiskey and faults on you lips

the language of speaking does not break down

letters surrounds us

when i whisper all my secrets

and you return to your words and i go back to emptiness

they wrote the country's borders on your body as well as mine

the skin took over the talk

my word over yours like my body over yours

and the skin is stirring the talk

i'm feeling like ...

i'm feeling that you feel me

from the flaw

i feel that you feel me