Free MP3 Download (320 kbps) https://youtu.be/P-Ij2_JBFeQ Verse 1I walk these foreign streets todayBut my heart it pulls awayFrom the place I used to knowWhere the mountain rivers flowLa la la, oh Verse 2I come from a land full of colors, scents, and flavorsIts domes are blue, its minarets green, its pomegranates redThe rubab sang through evening airWhile old men sat and stories sharedOh oh oh ChorusAh... How much I long for a red pomegranateSweet and tart upon my tongueFor the songs that we once sungIn the valleys where I'm fromLa la la, take me home Verse 3Logari voices used to riseBeneath those endless summer skiesThe saffron bread, the cardamom teaAll the things that made me, meOh oh oh Verse 4Here the buildings reach so highBut they cannot touch the skyLike the peaks that guard my homeWhere the ancient prayers still roamLa la la, oh ChorusAh... How much I long for a red pomegranateSweet and tart upon my tongueFor the songs that we once sungIn the valleys where I'm fromLa la la, take me home BridgeThe dust of Kabul on my shoesHas faded but I still can't loseThe memory of apricot treesAnd the way the morning breezeCarried music through the lanesNothing here can ease these pains ChorusAh... How much I long for a red pomegranateSweet and tart upon my tongueFor the songs that we once sungIn the valleys where I'm fromLa la la, take me homeLa la la, take me home OutroI come from a land full of colorsAnd I long to returnOh oh oh “If…