Before you disappear;
Frank words about you
-A thousand steps without return
They sing and dance to the rhythm of the drum -
Looking away from the poet
So the wind blew towards love,
- plucked like a nightingale
With varied and very harmonious singing
I will sing your praises
Because you are the dawn of modern times
-To an azure sky
I'm in love with good music
Lucy HIDOKHE
