Dedicated to all the teenage, closeted, ex-Muslim girls on this forum:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7YPCPkQ7jgACouldn't find a translation online, so had to write my own:
You were born in a world too small
For your ideas
For the appetite of your eyes, wide open
Towards the infinite
You are a prisoner of your home
Of your parents
Of this adult who tells you he is right
And who is lying to you
But you were born for madness, for the lights
For countries populated by kings
And you ask yourself in your night of imprisonment:
Why do you live, why do you live...
Why do you live, and where are you going?
You have neither a plane nor a ship
To escape in
The illusions that remain are like a boat
Which is going to sink
And yet, you wish, with all your body
With all your heart
To break at last the black and white of your décor
To live in a world of color
But you were born for madness, for the lights
For countries populated by kings
And you ask yourself in your night of imprisonment:
Why do you live, why do you live...
Why do you live...
But you were born for madness, for the lights
For countries populated by kings
And you ask yourself in your night of imprisonment:
Why do you live, why do you live...
Why do you live...
But you were born for madness, for the lights
For countries populated by kings
And you ask yourself in your night of imprisonment:
Why do you live, why do you live...
Why do you live...