Baderech El Hayam

On the way to the sea
A pair of noisy eyes
A pair of similar eyes
Tell me why they can't
And to be happy

Life is waiting
Life is a gift
To escape from here for more than a year
To a different land

On the way to the sea
That, I was not prepared for
She called to me from somewhere
In her erotic voice

Talked about the creator of the world
And that I could see
Sometimes he exists
In my neurotic world