In the darkness of the night br There was a white light br That was coming from the sky br That was flying like a fly br And was swaying like on a swing br In the first days of spring br In the high mountains of Algeria br Like Djurdjura in Kabylia br In the last days of March br It was snowing very much br The mornings were really white br And blinding us with a white light br At night, the snow was looking after people br Who were dozing in their bedrooms br Quitely sleeping like all people br A nd making bubbles like cartoonsbr br Naima Atbabr br