baratrion

Meet me on the terrace

At the Café du France

We’ll sip mint tea, Moroccan whiskey

At the Djemaa el Fna.


Insha'Allah, Marakesh Marakesh


All night the gaitas blow

The snakes are not too charmed

The soup is only a dirham

So I’m tempted to never go home.


Insha'Allah, Marakesh Marakesh


So meet me on the terrace