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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