ماشيه السنيورة

She’s walking like a lady, just like that, yeah just like that. Wanted a picture, just like that, yeah just like that. She looked into the camera, just like that… and suddenly got broken, that’s just how it is… They keep watching me, envying me, putting the evil eye on me. Because my eyes are honey-colored, shining a little in the light, they say I’ve become… like a fairy now. And they talk about my flowing hair, saying it’s soft and even light, and no matter how much I forgive and make peace, they still envy me and cast the evil eye. They see me spreading my whites (laundry), with the breeze flying between my arms, and then what? What do they think? They think those are my wings. And they say my waist is so slim, that when I walk, everything shakes, I hear them while I’m just playfully showing off, envying me, putting the evil eye on me. I buy a dress, it looks stunning, I buy fruit, it tastes so sweet, and suddenly… I’m a witch now, they say I can cast spells. They say I look lost in my thoughts, and our balcony is wide and open, and no matter how I try to be cheerful, they envy me… they put the evil eye on me. I once had a dream and told it, and it came true just like I said, they stayed away from me, pushed me off, because of what I predicted. They talk about my rosy cheeks, and my lips like fresh strawberries, but why? That’s not even in my control, still they envy me and give me the evil eye. My love, come quickly, take me away from these people who oppose me, bring me for real… a magic carpet, let the whole world watch me. They say I’m a rich girl, playful, pretty, and smart, with the whole world around me, yet still… they envy me and cast the evil eye.