Bisacquino (Sicilian: Busacchinu) is a town and comune in the Province of Palermo in Sicily, Italy. It is located 82 km from Agrigento and currently has approximately 5,215 inhabitants. The small town rises on an inner hill zone and is 663 metres above sea-level. The economy is based on agriculture and products are sold in abundance in the main town including cereals, olives, vegetables, almonds, hazel nuts and wine-grapes. Sheep breeding is also active in Bisacquino.
The name Bisacquino derives from an Arabic farm house "Busackuin" meaning "rich in waters". In the 12th century it was owned by local lords until 1778 when it became a property of the archbishop from Monreale. The Sanctuary of the Madonna of the Balzo near Mount Triona was erected in 1678. The main church is the Cathedral Church of Bisacquino which is dedicated to John the Baptist. It was built in 1713.
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[Timbuktu:]
Arash, Timbuktu (khodam are fighat timbak)
Oy oy oy oy u
Una na na na na na
Unana unana
Hey hey hey hey come on!
(Service kardi!) unana!
[Verse: Timbuktu]
Out of five ways to do it when,
Four be the simpelest,
I'm a ride the hard roll,
When it's more then the instruments,
More chat then your messages,
Bored on the internet,
More rap then anything you can store on your intellect,
I'm saying it, thinking it,
I'm tired of you bickering,
I'm tired, I'm not listening it,
Why you keep on whispering,
You're blabering is leading
Up on nothing, won't you nothing,
While I'm sitting there and whishing that you would shut up or something,
Won't you please,
Give that mouth of yours a rest,
I need some peace, so you can see the door instead,
It's been a couple of hours now give me a break, 'cause I've got no interest in anything that you say!
[Chorus: Arash]
Na na na na na,
Bas kon harf nazan, (That's enough, Don't Speak)
Khastam ghor nazan. (I'm tired, stop complaining)
(Say na na na)
Na na na na na,
Bas kon harf nazan,
Khastam ghor nazan.
[Whistling melodi]
[Verse: Timbuktu]
Now every time I see you,
Even call me on the telephone,
And I can take it easy,
If you're leaving me the hell alone,
Why you won't cease and assist
With the speach from your lips,
'Cause I just see no reason for this,
My head has spining,
All I want to do is relax,
Why won't you take the man,
And find somebody new to attack?
Now get up of my ear,
And get up and get going,
So I can kick my feet up and,
Enjoy this next moment
[Chorus: Arash]
Na na na na na,
Bas kon harf nazan,
Khastam ghor nazan.
(Say na na na)
Na na na na na,
Bas kon harf nazan,
Khastam ghor nazan.
(Oh nay) Kheili tuye kafam man,
(Oh nay) kheili tuye kafam man,
Karit nadaram, azat bizaram,
Velam kon!
(Oh nay) kheili tuye kafam man,
(Oh nay) kheili tuye kafam man,
Karit nadaram, azat bizaram,
Velam kon!
[Chorus: Arash]
Na na na na na,
Bas kon harf nazan,
Khastam ghor nazan.
('cause I'm tired to hear, when you're talking to my ear, oh nay)
Na na na na na,
Bas kon harf nazan,
(Timbuktu)
Arash, Timbuktu (khodam are fighat timbak)
oy oy oy oy u
una na na na na na
unana unana
hey hey hey hey come on!
(service kardi!) unana!
Verse (Timbuktu):
On a far waste to do it when,
for be the simpelest,
time arrive to hard,
when it's more then the instruments,
more chat then your messages,
bored on the internet,
more rap then anything you can store on your intellekt,
i'm saying it, thinking it,
i'm tired of you pickling,
I'm tired, i'm not listening it,
why you keep on whispering,
you're blabering in sweden,
up on nothing, wont you nothing,
while i'm sitting there and whishing that you would shut up or something,
wont you please,
give that mouth of yours a rest,
I need some peace, so you can see the door instead,
It's been a couple of hours now give me a break, 'cause I've got no interrest in anything you say!
Chorus (Arash):
Na na na na na,
bas kon harf nazan,
khastam ghor nazan.
(say na na na)
Na na na na na,
bas kon harf nazan,
khastam ghor nazan.
(Whistling melodi)
Verse (Timbuktu):
Now every time I see you,
even call me on the telephone,
I not can take it easy,
if you're leaving me to hallelo,
why you wont sees in the sez,
with the speach from your lips,
'cause i just see no reason for this,
my head has spining,
all I want to do is relax,
why wont you take the man,
and find somebody new to attack?
now get up of my ear,
and get up and get going,
so i can kick my feet up and,
enjoy the snacks moment
Chorus (Arash):
Na na na na na,
bas kon harf nazan,
khastam ghor nazan.
(say na na na)
Na na na na na,
bas kon harf nazan,
khastam ghor nazan.
(oh nay) Kheili tuye kafam man,
(oh nay) kheili tuye kafam man,
karit nadaram, azat mikham man,
velam kon!
(oh nay) kheili tuye kafam man,
(oh nay) kheili tuye kafam man,
karit nadaram, azat mikam man,
velam kon!
Chorus (Arash):
Na na na na na,
bas kon harf nazan,
khastam ghor nazan.
('cause i'm tired to hear, when you're talking to my ear, oh nay)
Na na na na na,
bas kon harf nazan,
khastam ghor nazan.