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Black Berrier
Often Mowed, Always Hammer
Djebel
They arrive, they arrive
Green as caterpillars
They walk, they walk like leopards
Fever on the lips
Ras in the Djébel
Tonight everything is calm
Djébel Djébel
Djébel on fire...
They are looking, they are looking everywhere, nowhere
Alcohol in their eyes
Maybe there, little lizard
Fellaghas are hiding
In djellabah, Algerian shadows
The tomb of the sun
But the dawn is red and in the sky
Like an immense lightning bolt
They run, they shoot there is nothing left
A tension full of war
You believe, you believe that it belongs to you
The territory of the fells
But under the sky of Bab- El-Oued
Violent death awaits you
Sleep of Pierre on the Zen garden
Will tomorrow be yours?
Cricket snakes
Salty sweat
Iron desert
Rebels of Algiers
Stone gazelle, burst fired
Burning stones, leaden heat
Blood sun on children
Hear the song of revenge
A shadow one night, assassination
Another flees in a djellabah
Balls in the mouth and shit flies
Gegà Bushwoman, war torture
War torture (3x)