Abdo

Between the streets a sound whirls

to the cellar of Abdo, the unfortunate one.

They say once he was in love

with a widow from the House of Saloum

She sent her heart to the one who passed away

and rejected the voice of the unfortunate one

Abdo, who was so enamoured

decided to fast from love

The women of the street were steadfast

in the houses of their men, the inebriated

Look oh neighbour ! Look at who

Has come to sing, for it is this unfortunate man.

They frantically pointed

standing in rows across the street

waiting for Abdo, the unfortunate one

to sing in a mournful voice

Flower, take a flower, O flower

Flower, prettiest flower, O flower

There is no sweeter than these flowers

Without you O flower O flower

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nesem.alali on 2013-09-24

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