Kashka from Baghdad   Lives in sin, they say   With another man   But no one knows who      Old friends never call there   Some wonder if life's   Inside at all   If there's life inside at all      But we know the lady who rents the room   She catches them calling a la lune      At night they're seen laughing, loving   They know the way to be happy      They never go for walks   Maybe it's because   The moon's not bright enough   There's light in love, you see      I watch their shadows   Tall and slim   In the window opposite   I long to be with them      'Cause when all the alley-cats come out   I can hear music from Kashka's house      At night they're seen laughing, loving   They know the way to be happy      Watching every night   Don't you know they're seen?   Won't you let me laugh?   Let me in your love   ...