musicmusicmusicSaturday night in BeirutWomen veiled, unveiledBlocked on the highwayIn their armored carsSaturday night in BeirutSeparated universeLonely under the vaultFaded skyHalf charnel, half veiledFar too far, too closeBells ringing, minaretsMonotonous voices, chapeletsRutile sun in showcasesDisintegrated by the machineSaturday night in BeirutScarred scarsMysterious and far-fetchedFunny and desperateSaturday night in BeirutWhatever the neighborhoodDon't want to believe, no doubtTo the war to launchLife underground, almost walledLike a queen, very courteousHalf charnel, half veiledFar too far, too closeSuns set, sun veiledThe ghost of freedomSaturday night in BeirutThe night is tornNobody on the highwayLonely, scatteredThe night is tornNobody on the highwayLonely, scatteredThe night is tornNobody on the highwayLonely, scatteredThe night is tornThe night is torn