Beside you... how shall I do to convince myself

That I don't love you

Beside you... how will my heart do 

Not to beat so loud... Beside you...
 
 

Beside you... you will hear my soul singing for love

Singing it blue

Beside you... you will feel the heat of my hands

Burning to touch you...
 
 

Beside you... Every drop of tears my eyes released

In the lonely nights so cold

Will dry like the morning dew under a sun

Like your hair of gold
 

Beside you... every moment of disappear 

In the sleepless nights so wild

Will go back in time and appear like in a flash

Of  hope... like your smile
 

Beside you... every fiber of my body will vibrate

Like the strings

Of the violin flying my soul to the heavens

Without wings
 

Beside you...there's nothing I can do to convince myself

That I don't love you

Beside you... my heart's beating so loud, beating

Like hell... beside you

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Beirut, 1978

Lyrics and music:  Roger Yazbeck

Could you tell me what happened to this teenager

Who used to dream twenty four hours a day

Of a princess he would save from a deadly danger

Then carry her and fly to the milky way...
 
 

Could you tell me if you heard a tender sighing

On a summer night where the moon shone like the face

Of the princess making love while she was flying

With an adolescent whose smile lit up the space...
 

Could you tell me who stole the magic green lights

Of two emeralds which made a king lay down

On his knees to worship Little Mermaid's eyes

For her sake he turned himself to Poseidon...
 
 

Could you tell me who extinguished the red sun

That changed the algae into coral stones

He had placed it in the deepness of the ocean

To warm-up a world of his own...
 
 

Could you tell me what happened to this teenager

Who ruled a kingdom where deserts grew daisies

Where time was frozen, and the mountains seemed younger

And where life couldn't be anything but crazy...
 
 

I'm resigned to the fact that I am grown-up now

And that all my dreams will never come true

But I miss these moments life didn't teach me how

To be the lover and the philosopher too

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Beirut, 1978

Lyrics and music:  Roger Yazbeck