Lyrics
[Intro]
[Verse]
He sets the blue teapot down on the coals,
Pours it from high so the foam lifts and rolls.
First glass is bitter, the old man says, like life,
Like the road out of Kidal and the years without his wife.
[Refrain]
Assouf, assouf, it rides along with me,
(assouf)
Folded in a turban, sewn where none can see.
[Instrumental]
[Solo]
[Verse]
Second glass is sweeter, sweet as love, he smiles,
Talks about a girl he rode to see for ninety miles.
She wore a silver cross of Agadez on a cord,
He sold his only camel, all that he could afford.
[Refrain]
Assouf, assouf, it rides along with me,
(assouf)
Folded in a turban, sewn where none can see.
[Interlude]
[Solo]
[Solo]
[Verse]
Third glass is the gentlest, kind as death, he sighs,
Watches all the coals go grey under open skies.
He hands me the blue teapot and the cross on its cord,
Says, pour it high for strangers, there's no richer reward.
[Refrain]
Assouf, assouf, now it's mine to pour,
(mine to pour)
Bitter, sweet and gentle, like he did before.
[Breakdown]
[Solo]
[Instrumental]
[Outro]
[Spoken] "Created by DarkPrincess -- Royalty of the night"