TÉNÉRÉ DAFÉD NICHAN
I´m in a desert with a wood fire
I´m keeping the night company
With its shooting stars
Life
Theses traces that cries memories
I remember and I settle down
Deep in nostalgia
My head resting in a pillow of woes
Tonight I sleep in the ruins
I follow the traces of my past
It sometimes befalls me to live like this
My heart oppresed and tight
And I feel the thirst of my soul
Then I hear some music
Sounds, the wind
Some music that takes me far, far away
To clear light of morning
Where before my heart
The brilliance of stars goes out
in "Amassakoul" Tinariwen
I´m keeping the night company
With its shooting stars
Life
Theses traces that cries memories
I remember and I settle down
Deep in nostalgia
My head resting in a pillow of woes
Tonight I sleep in the ruins
I follow the traces of my past
It sometimes befalls me to live like this
My heart oppresed and tight
And I feel the thirst of my soul
Then I hear some music
Sounds, the wind
Some music that takes me far, far away
To clear light of morning
Where before my heart
The brilliance of stars goes out
in "Amassakoul" Tinariwen
