My interpretation of Hindi Zahra's "Beautiful Tango"
Recording and mixing by Mr. Ashraf Mahrous

Beautiful Tango by Hindi Zahra ( Cover )

Before I Fall (feat. Sami Freeman) by Latch Key Kid 

Before I Fall

You and I alone .. Far away from home .. 
Into the great Unknown .. Hand in hand we roll ..
Apple from the tree .. Give a taste to me ..
Kiss me in my sleep .. Dream in all so day ..
Paradise is lost. Innocence is gone ..
Won't you come along Into the great Unknown? 
Won't you come along Into the great Unknown? ...

Hand in hand we stand .. Strangers in this land.
Catch me if you can .. Before I fall again..
Catch me if you can .. Before I fall again..
Catch me if you can .. Before I fall again...

Before I Fall - Sami Freeman - Latch Key Kid

I'll Take Care Of You

I was at the library
Where the books are sad and you came back
Said that you are engaged
Well isn't that nice
That's so nice
Oh my god that's nice

I'm sorry
That wasn't convincing
Let me try again
That's so nice
Oh my god
I love to hear it

I saw you in the library, under the dim yellow lights
Where the books all leaned heavy, like they carried someone else’s life
You said you were engaged now, you said it so calm, so clear
And I smiled like a stranger, though my chest was caving in right here

That’s nice, oh my god, that’s nice, I said it through my teeth
The way a prayer can sound like smoke, when there’s nothing underneath
You laughed in the silence, I looked at the floor
Every word I didn’t say still lives inside that corridor

That’s nice, that’s nice, oh my god that’s nice
I said it once, I said it twice
But the wheel keeps on turning, no matter what it does
It keeps on turning, but it never lands on us

Do you remember when we climbed the trees, and the branches held our weight
Or when we drove all night on backroads, chasing dawn before it was too late
Your hand out the window, your hair in the wind
We were young, and the world felt endless, like it would never let us end

Now the future feels like ashes, scattered names I cannot claim
Almost said I’d take your surname, but the silence swallowed blame
And all the fantasies we built have turned to dust
The wheel keeps on turning, but it never lands on us

Good times, long drives, headlights fading slow
I can’t tell if I should let you go
But the wheel keeps on turning, rolling through the rust
It keeps on turning, but it never lands on us

What are we now, are we even friends
Do you want to call it over, or pretend again
I could start over, but I’d lose myself
And the pages would still hold your name on the shelf

Good times, long drives, in the rearview they stay
I still see you in the distance, growing smaller each day
The wheel keeps on turning, the dust turns to dusk
It keeps on turning, but it never lands on us

Before He Falls

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