Hafa Café

The moon over Tangier
Watched over the night of Allah
When we met
In the chelar cabaret

We locked eyes
I said: Salaam alekum
But the receptionist
Told us: This moment no room

I remembered you naked
Under the protective sky
Drinking tea, drowsy
In your chador
When I loved you
On the terraces of Hafa Café
Hafa Café

There were no taxis
The casbah smelled of weed
And a couple of cops
Were chasing Alibabá

We climbed up the hill
Through paths of orange blossom flowers
From Jafa on the hill
I looked out to the sea

I remembered you naked
Under the protective sky
Drinking tea, drowsy
In your chador
When I loved you
On the terraces of Hafa Café
Hafa Café

Hafa was a scent
Of leather, mint, and hash
In a corner, my grandma
I saw you and her gaze
Was a flash

She approached our table
With eyes of a sly seducer
And sang to you in Marjaba
We'll do it right here on the floor

I remembered you naked
Under the protective sky
Drinking tea, drowsy
In your chador
When I loved you
On the terraces of Hafa Café
Hafa Café