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lyrics & poems
Black coffee for these fellows
Before their fingers, before their heart
Another then another
It’s in here that all is argued without end
Appointments, our juniors’ marriages, garlic, sheep
El Watan or La Liberté on every table
Folded in two with darkened pages
For ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years
Me, I’ve stayed there hidden, watched you carefully
For ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years
Me, I’ve stayed there hidden, watched you carefully
Oooh oooh man, I’d love to be there by your side
Oooh oooh man, I’d love to be there by your side
To chitchat, play dominoes, to blather, indolent
To smoke your rhymes, drink coffee by your side,
To stay there the whole day, in fig trees’ shadow
In your Algiers paradise the finest coffeehouse of the world.
Admire times gone by and times that are going by…
Stay there, gentlemen, stay there, I must tell you…
Just a few words of no importance
Talk about this weather and the war!
Stay there, gentlemen, stay there, I must tell you…
I won’t bother you, nor make you feel ashamed
But maybe… I will make you laugh!
Oooh oooh man, I’d love to be there by your side
Oooh oooh man, I’d love to be there by your side