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Waha is a Belgian village located in the Province of Luxembourg in Wallonia. In 1977 the village merged with Aye, Hargimon, Humain, Marche-en-Famenne, Marloie, On, Champlon and Roy to form the municipality of Marche-en-Famenne.
The name "Waha" comes from the Celtic proper name "Wachart". The Latin name of the location was "Wachardi mansus", meaning "Wachart's dwelling".
Waha in the 10th century belonged to the territory of count Immon. The first church was built only 100 meters from the present church and was dedicated to Saint Martin of Tours. In 1050 the present church of Saint Étienne was dedicated by the Liège bishop Theodwin (French: Théoduin).
The collegiate chapter of Saint Étienne was dissolved during the time of the French First Republic.
The church of Saint Étienne in Waha is one of the oldest Romanesque churches in Belgium. The nave of the church is only four arches long. The choir has a rectangular shape and is unvaulted. It is also lower than the nave ceiling, which is not uncommon in early Mosan architecture. The westwork tower is slightly younger than the rest of the church.
Sometiems I need to paint, you can be my canvas
Sometimes I want to escape, even though it's selfish
I'm always comin over and smokin you out
Because everything is better with a blunt in your mouth
As the clock strikes twelve I'll be freakin you out
Make us both forget what we were worried about
Traffic's jammed on the 405
I hop in the whip cuz there's not much time
I'm gonna get to you
Fly through the streets like a hawk to the sky
Be in and out like a drive by
I'm gone. to take. the canyon
It feels so good because i know that it's wrong
Get back home, ain't nothin goin on
I'm gone. to take. the canyon
Sometimes i bite my lip so i don't slip and say his name
Cuz in these magic moments i get homesick all the same
I'm always comin over and smokin you out
Because everything is better with a blunt in your mouth
If i waited for you i'd just be waiting alone
So when the clock strikes 2 i'll be on my way home
Traffic's jammed on the 405
I hop in the whip cuz there's not much time
Damnit, I'm gonna get to you
Fly through the streets like a hawk to the sky
Be in and out like a drive by
I'm gone. to take. the canyon
It feels so good because i know that it's wrong
Get back home, ain't nothin goin on
I'm gone, to take, the canyon
Sippin mamolet
‘ he said he was born to be the other man.
So, i gotta see him when i get the chance
Baby, i'm on my way
Yeah yeah ‘
Fly through the streets like a hawk to the sky
Be in and out like a drive by
I'm gone. to take. the canyon
It feels so good because i know that it's wrong
Get back home, ain't nothin goin on