Fatima

Black 47

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    Fatima rises at dawn
    The hunger like a flame inside her
    It's the feast of ramadan
    And her father's been praying for hours
    He wears his disapproval
    In a silence, cold but hysterical
    Saw her last night with that christian boy
    And his world falls apart in america

    Her mother fusses about
    Her brother laughs in the kitchen
    Then the phone explodes on the wall
    Oh, my god, don't let it be michael
    Her father's glare is like violence
    Who else would break the tradition
    Except someone who laughs at our holy ways
    Tears us apart in america

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    Fatima, you're breaking his heart
    He doesn't understand your dilemma
    A girl becomes a woman alone
    Those who love her
    Can no longer help her
    Why didn't they tell him back home
    Things fall apart in america

    Fatima picks up the phone
    Michael is his usual hilarious
    She listens in silence and wonders
    Why american boys are oblivious
    I love you but this is good-bye
    There are too many rivers between us
    Father, forgive me, you're right
    Things fall apart in america

    Fatima, you're breaking his heart
    He doesn't understand your dilemma
    A girl becomes a woman alone
    Those who love her
    Can no longer help her
    And michael stares at the phone
    As things fall apart in america

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    Composición: Larry Kirwan

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