Habibi (A clear black line)

These are no good times 
And if you knew what it was 
No guiding bright star leading you home
Some travelled big oceans
In boats with no names
No jimmies to greet you
Just filling out forms
 
And the nights could seem quiet
But the silence can grow. don't be a stranger
Happy new home 
 
One could expect some decency
With the bright stars over the suburbs
Merry christmas habibi. happy new home
 
To the poor and the weak ones
To the happy or drunk
Stay calm in the trenches
Don't losе the hopes
We'll makе you the queen of the town here 
We'll make you some room
To make your feel home
 
And one could expect some dignity
And could forget what they’ve said
You talked me down from the roof tonight
Merry christmas habibi
I love you so