My favorite story is an old Arabian tale.
Prince Tattan who was building the country's future,
and Dezaia, a tramp who wished for the people's future,
the both if them were brothers.
Unaware that destiny, like the sun and moon,
destiny set them both on different paths.
Hatred was born and they broke apart.
Their loving hearts dried up
and they broke apart.
My favorite story is an old Arabian tale.
*interlude*
Even though they were brothers, why couldn't they get along?
Even though they came from the same mother, why couldn't they get along?
Even though they were both human, why couldn't they get along?
Even though they were brothers, why couldn't they get along?
Even though they were brothers, why couldn't they get along?
Hearts filled with hatred breaks everything apart.
Their loving hearts dried up
and everything broke apart.
My favorite story is an old Arabian tale.
My favorite... (AIYAIYAAI)