Samara - Sans papier (Audio)

Faraf about Al Nakhaf,

you don’t

know Las Fu 7, row K row, where are you in the streets? I

knew a man who walked the right way. My mind is still selling.

Years ago, you say, a few hours, abayas and more.

Many are sold in packages and in the Scotch, not with the

materialists. Say hello to my family.

Fioul, my brother, in my brother’s

mail. People are dangerous, the deceased flew over my

name, not over the

neighborhood. I was

poor in

the flash, always surrounded by the pain. I didn’t sing in the series. I

didn’t sing in Sebou. We play with you. I’m not afraid of the sea

and a thousand

wars.

I miss Sk in the competition. I didn’t sing in the weddings. I wrote a

story about Mama Hassani. He said that the brown-skinned man died with me.

People don’t sleep. Bring the information, we go with what I tell

you, not with the instructions. Don't look at me,

but take it as a comedy. No visas. You are afraid

of what is being said. I thought that there was nothing about us. We spent a lot of time and

money. How do you see

the love I have for my mother? I am

afraid of her. Look, if Mama had

n't done it, she would have walked away. She wouldn't have said anything about us. She would have loved me.