Paroles et traduction Abdel Halim Hafez - Âala add echou'e

Âala add echou'e

على قد الشوق اللي في عيوني... يا جميل سلم
و انا ياما عيوني عليك سألوني.و ياما بتألم
و بخاف لتصدق... يوم الناس و احتار
اوصف للناس.الجنة و انا في النار
على قد الشوق اللي في عيوني... يا جميل سلم

الليل سهرته و النوم.يا ريته كحل عيني
واللي داريته قوام.لقيته باين عليا
شبابي الغالي ضيعته.اناجي في الهوا اسمك
و املي لما صورته.في اجمل صورة كان رسمك
غالي على وضي عينك.ارحم عذابي معاك
على قد الشوق اللي في عيوني... يا جميل سلم

صابر و عمري ايامه.تجري و ناسي روحي
اللوم رضيته واللي.جنيته سهدي و جروحي
شبابي الغالي ضيعته.اناجي في الهوا اسمك
و املي لما صورته.في اجمل صورة كان رسمك
غالي على وضي عينك.ارحم عذابي معاك
على قد الشوق اللي في عيوني... يا جميل سلم

دمعي شهودي جرح.خدودي في ليل سهادي
اكتم و اخبي و اخلص.في حبي صاين ودادي
شبابي الغالي ضيعته.اناجي في الهوا اسمك
و املي لما صورته.في اجمل صورة كان رسمك
غالي على وضي عينك.ارحم عذابي معاك
على قد الشوق اللي في عيوني... يا جميل سلم

On the Amount of Longing in My Eyes

On the amount of longing in my eyes... Oh, beautiful one, greet me.
My eyes have asked about you so much, and I'm in so much pain.
And I'm afraid that people will believe one day... and I will be perplexed.
Describing paradise to people while I'm in hell.
On the amount of longing in my eyes... Oh, beautiful one, greet me.

I spent the night awake, sleep... I wish it would line my eyes.
And what I tried to hide... I found it showing on me.
My precious youth, I wasted it whispering your name to the air.
And my hope, when I pictured it, was in the most beautiful image, like your drawing.
Precious to the light of your eyes, have mercy on my torment with you.
On the amount of longing in my eyes... Oh, beautiful one, greet me.

Patient, and the days of my life pass by, and I forget my soul.
I accepted the blame, and what I reaped is my sleeplessness and my wounds.
My precious youth, I wasted it whispering your name to the air.
And my hope, when I pictured it, was in the most beautiful image, like your drawing.
Precious to the light of your eyes, have mercy on my torment with you.
On the amount of longing in my eyes... Oh, beautiful one, greet me.

My tears are my witnesses, a wound on my cheeks in the nights of my yearning.
I suppress, I hide, and I'm sincere in my love, guarding my affection.
My precious youth, I wasted it whispering your name to the air.
And my hope, when I pictured it, was in the most beautiful image, like your drawing.
Precious to the light of your eyes, have mercy on my torment with you.
On the amount of longing in my eyes... Oh, beautiful one, greet me.