Hawi - Juggler, Arabic Song with English Subtitles

Baeet Hawi
I Became a Juggler ( Illusionist )






I Became a Juggler
I am addicted now to hold back my tears when grieving the most
And learnt how to dig out apiece of bread from the ribs of poverty

I learnt very well to hide my tears inside my heart, no matter what......
I accepted having to sleep with my head dangling down like a bat

I Got used to see my dreams running in front of me without being able to reach them
I gave up left the dust on my face & believe me this whole life is not worth it
I Got used to see my dreams running in front of me without being able to reach them
I gave up left the dust on my face & believe me this whole life is not worth it

I became a juggler
I became a juggler

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  1. Unknown24 November 2021 at 07:39

    I love this song so much even before I knew the lyrics and now I love it even more

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