In the border towns they watch the passing of the trains
The deserted routes of tozeur
From an old balcony your mother watches me
And she remembers me, and my way of being
br/>And for a moment my desire to live returns
At different speeds
Tozeur trains circulate even more slowly
In empty churches today they build the refuges
Of interplanetary spaceships
In a forgotten mine, walls of salt
I remember mine like a magical charm
And for an instant my desire to live returns
At different speeds
The tozeur trains circulate even more slowly
In the border towns they watch the passing of the tozeur trains

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