Kashka From Baghdad

Kashka from Baghdad

Lives in sin, they say

With another man

But no one knows who

Old friends never call there

Some wonder if life's

Inside at all

If there's life inside at all

But we know the lady who rents the room

She catches them calling a la lune

At night they're seen laughing, loving

They know the way to be happy

They never go for walks

Maybe it's because

The moon's not bright enough

There's light in love, you see

I watch their shadows

Tall and slim

In the window opposite

I long to be with them

'Cause when all the alley-cats come out

I can hear music from Kashka's house

At night they're seen laughing, loving

They know the way to be happy

Watching every night

Don't you know they're seen?

Won't you let me laugh?

Let me in your love

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