Ora d'aria [English translation]

[Verse 1]

Hello everyone, planet Earth

Classmates, cellmates

Teammates, warmates

You can't buy me, I sleep on the ground too

Christmas lights remind us that we're good they cover up the news

Today no weapons, light sabers for militia

Stars and lines

But I only see stars that do lines

Your home is my home

We're gonna extinguish like dodos anyway

Police, police

First they arrest your father and then they ask you for a picture

Objection your honor but I turn the volume up

In my gang light skins dark skins

Did you know that AIDS can be cured and cancer too

It's just that we're too poor for those treatments?

[Chorus]

Rec time, rec time, rec time, rec time

Rec time, rec time, rec time, rec time

[Verse 2]

It's my rec time

If you wanna stab be do it now: ouch

I'm tired, we need a switch

I have the sky in a room but it's pouring

We're waiting for aliens but how can

You get closer if we keep fighting each other

Being humans or being slaves

It's the dilemma, but if in doubt they throw away the keys

The sky's still black, bro, in Baghdad

Wage war for peace: but how could you?

It's a bit like fucking for virginity

Brothers already fasting before Ramadan even starts

I never forget some things

Like Selassiè's Jamaica

Like apartheid's elephants

And baby you that cry for likes

No woman no cry, no woman no cry

And we don't party if there's not the Wi-Fi

One time we were emancipated and now we come back as workers

Marshal, when the sea's calm everyone becomes a sailor

[Chorus]

Rec time, rec time, rec time, rec time

Rec time, rec time, rec time, rec time

[Verse 3]

Your way of loving me it's weird

Wathever the color is hold my hand

The indian man with the roses stops by, but what are we?

Your asking me if I'm italian or muslim (What?)

I don't understand these contracts, I've never understood them (What?)

I only like signatures on clothes (What?)

People on TV say:"Zero killed nor injured"

God protect Syria from these meteors

We grown up with comics and where are the heroes then?

Now we smoke because hell's inside us

We're either terrorists or parasites (us)

They want us in single line all quiet (Shh)

I hope it's only an indigen smoke signal

That that blade it's only a pocketknife

What time is it? It's rec time, we're out of oxigen

I'm just a wild-free Picachu

[Chorus]

Rec time, rec time, rec time, rec time

Rec time, rec time, rec time, rec time

• Artist:Ghali
• Album:Album