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[ENG] Jannabi - Dreams, Books, Power and Walls lyrics





The place where the sun rises and sets again
Hanging onto my small room
Even if I try to sing with an empty heart
It’s just noise to someone

The insignificant sigh that comes out of my lips which are tightly shut

My dad asks if I sighed for him to hear
Feeling guilty, I couldn’t dare answer

How did we
How did we become adults?
Each day is a heavy burden
I can’t go any further

Between dreams, books, power and walls

Days that are too busy to be wary of others
Boy, be ambitious
Such an irresponsible saying

Yelling out to the sea
My absurd little dream
The day I realized I couldn’t achieve it
My temper that broke out like hives
Eventually that name got tarnished

How did we

How did we become adults?
Each day is a heavy burden
I can’t go any further

When you stop and look at me who is left behind
I wonder what thought crosses your mind
Each day is a terrifying night
You’re enduring it well

Each day is a terrifying night


After you wake up from sleep it will be alright
Because you’ll be a day older
Remember those indifferent eyes
Those people’s eyes that we’ve seen when we were young
We’ll have to become a little more like them.

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