Al Tanoura

Al tanoura al tanoura al tanoura al tanoura

Spinning around to reach Kemal
Mind without thoughts, became pure
Drawing in Nirvana-like state

Turn twist, shoot, spin, fall
Swing, wheel, round, runs, drop
Spin, shoot, twist, turn, fail
Runs, round, wheel, swing, crumble

Walking through the bazaars of Persia
Mesmerized by the beats of the goldsmiths hammers
Synced with the chanting i start spinning without end

Turn twist, shoot, spin, rise
Swing, wheel, round, runs, stay
Spin, shoot, twist, turn, still
Runs, round, wheel, swing, pure

Nobody cares if I have disclaim my existence
Nobody looks at me anymore
The Whirling Dervishes of the Sufi order of Zikr

A whole life dedicated to a esoteric spirituality
An unbearable death in the total disregard of the witless world
In which they forced me to live