Zafar [English translation]

I am from the city with everything you see

With its noise, with its people, it consumes old age

And I can't help the smoke coming in today

But in the same way I keep growing, I am another coal

I will not imagine the pain others feel

I buy air and if it is pure, I pay much more

I will not accept that you no longer have faith

That you lower your arms, that there be no lucidity.

I take off, flying around there

I am convinced to go

I take off, whistling and without any resentments

I am getting rid of the smell.

I found myself with the people who know how to value

That as a tourist in the capital, they have known how to wander

And they have not yet confronted the cruel reality

Of breathing in soot, of shedding [tears of] tar

And I start to grow old, perspiring my truth

Raised to cough with much variety

And to stop off where, carrying my odor

We should go around in the nude to feel better.

I take off, flying around there

And I am convinced to go

I take off, whistling and without any resentments

And I am getting rid of the smell.

I am from the city with everything you see

With its noise, with its people, it consumes old age

And I can't help it, the smoke coming in today

But in the same way I keep growing, I am another coal

I will not imagine the pain others feel

I buy air and if it is pure, I pay much more

I will not accept that you no longer have faith

That you lower your arms, that there be no lucidity.

I take off, flying around there

And I am convinced to go

I take off, whistling and without any resentments

And I am getting rid of the smell.