I lived happily
In my palaces
Of black gold and precious stones,
The Tiger slid
On the crystal paving stones,
A thousand caliphs jostled each other
On my dance cards.
They called me The City Full of Grace,
As time passes,
They called me Capital of Light,
That everything is lost.
My name is Bagdad,
And I fell
Under the fire of the blinds
Under the fire of the blinds,
My name is Bagdad ,
Disfigured princess,
And Shhrazade
Forgot me
Forgot me.
I live on my land
Like a poor beggar,
br/>Under the bulldozers,
The spirits haunt me,
I cry for my ruined beauty,
Under the still smoking stones,
It is my soul that is being murdered .
They called me Capital of Light,
Let everything be lost.
My name is Bagdad,
And I fell
Under the fire of the armor
br/>Under the fire of the blinds,
My name is Bagdad,
Disfigured princess,
And Shhrazade
Forgot me.
My tales of the thousand and one night
No longer interests anyone,
They destroyed everything
They destroyed everything.
My name is Bagdad,
And I fell
Under blind fire
Under blind fire,
My name is Bagdad,
Disfigured princess,
And Shhrazade
Forgot me
Forgot me.

SUBMIT CORRECTIONS