Paroles de Hoba Hoba Spirit "The Debil"
The debil is in the house
It's his way to be free
The debil is in the house
It's his way to be free
There he comes late again
Through the door steps in an insane universe
Of strange words and beats and brainless theories
If life was a song of the world's symphony
Then he will surely be a free jazz in hero living in a total
Impro
Long socks rat tail and the dark look of a militaire
In the army of metal Rasta fighting with nefs & niya
Hayar lia àaqli ou ana kin dir màa zoughbi
Hayar li àaqli ou dayer f rassou hala ou nass i àaybou
Àalih
Rah dima dahek wakha i dahkou àalih
The debil is in the house
It's his way to be free
The debil is in the house
It's his way to be free
Like an accident waiting to happen
Like a weird note all of a sudden
Like a wild horse galloping
Upon the green fields of oulad hriz
Like a octopus in love with a cool mind of a white dove
His name is not a mention coming from another dimension
Malgré tout ca aziz alia khayi
Jamais nfoutou hit ould houmti
J'en ai marre men hadra nass
Ra kima kane al hal
Yebqa khouya ou zine diali
Zine zine
Yal mhayyarni
Ya a madebellni
Ya al mseberni
The debil is in the house lalalalalala