Paroles et traduction Ahmed Mekky - El Hassah El Sab'a

El Hassah El Sab'a

ف يوم قاعد ف كوفي شوب بشرب قھوة وسيجارة
سرحت قفلت عيني زرت ذكرياتي زيارة
سرحت فى قد ايه الدنيا دى واطية وغدارة
وان حب الناس ٩٠٪ منو تجارة
وده مش كل الى افتكرته ده عصارة العصارة
اصلي افتكرت فترة ضعت فيھا ودقت خسار
على رأى ست كبيرة فى حتتنا الدنيا خيارة
اسمع منى الحدوتة دى وافھم معنى العبارة

شاب زى كتير شباب
طريقه مكسر مش باينله فيه غير الضباب
الإكتئاب صايده وناھشه نھش ديابة وكلاب قرب يتجنن
ليه دايما النتيجة سودا ھباب
دا انا من صغر سنى بسعى وباخد دايماً بالأسباب
كل اما اوصل لحاجة بتبعد زى السراب
تايه في دنيا سوده بىحكمھا قانون الغاب
راس مالي فيھا صحه وامي وشويه صحاب
حتى الصحاب من اﻻكتئاب اغلبھم ادمن
تحت التراب مكانھم اﷲ يرحمھم واتقفل الباب
صعب جدًا احساس ان انت تدي تدي ومتلاقيش

وتكمل الطريق من غير امل عليه تعيش

كل يوم زي اللى قبله شغلة شكل وما بتمشىش
اشتغلت كل حاجة كان ناقصنى اكون شاويش
لحد ما اشتغلت فى نادي فيديو وعشقت السيما، تاريخي
عربي أجنبي، حديثة أو قديمة
كل المطلوب انك تعرف تحكى حدوتة
من كان ياما كان لحد كلمة توتة توتة
فكرة حكى الحدوتة فى حد ذاتھا جت شدتنى
جراب تاريخ حياتي مليان خبرات فادتنى
كل اللى شوفته فى طفولتى وفي شارعي حتة مني
درست سيما قولت اعبر عنھم بس بفنى
افلامى فى المعھد كسبت فى مصر وبره مصر
قولت الحمدلله، اخيرا دوقت طعم نصر
وفعلا أول ما اتخرجت روحت اخرج أول فيلم ليا
اصغر مخرج فى مصر وفى كل الدول العربية

الله
دا شكل الدنيا بتضحك ليا

ودعت الميكروباس وجبت لنفسي عربية
روحت اشتركت فى جولدز وسيبت انا نادى الطلبية
ومن تلات صحاب بقوا ٦٠، ٧٠ و ١٠٠
اضرب كمان فى ١٠٠ واضرب كمان في ١٠٠
آمنت للدنيا وسلمت وقولت مية مية
ونسيت ان الدنيا دار ابتلاء ودي بلية
خدت الخازوق الصح وخوازيق الدنيا مغرية
نزل فيلمى فشل محدش شافه
اخدت صدمة، اديتنى الدنيا ظھرا وشلوت وبوكس ولطمة
مولد واتفض
محدش جوه قلبه رحمة

مش ممكن تعرف مين صحبك بجد اﻻ فى المحنة
رجعت حياتى اسوأ م اﻻول، بعت العربية
والميكروباس اجرته زادت شوية

بمرور الوقت فلوسي طارت طارت
وبقيت مديون، ما بقيتش عارف ايه تصنيفى عاقل او مجنون
وفي يوم تعبت سخنت عرقت فى السرير نمت
قالى الدكتور اوعاك يا ابني تزعل قولتله زعلت
ما انا اصلي وقعت فى كدابين الزفة ومنھم اتعلمت
في ناس تحبك وانت عالى بس تسيبك لو وقعت
اتأثر الدكتور ساب الشنطة ومسح عنيه
بص في عينيا تايه مش عارف ھيرد بايه
طبب عليا وقالى فيه مثل قالوه زمان

صحبك بجد اللى يفديك بنفسه فى الطوفان
مش ھو بتاع القعدة الحلوة الضحكة والدخان
ضرب جرس بابي فتحت لقيت صحاب زمان
صحاب اصيله جوم يزوروا اخوھم العيان

الله لما تحس ان حد ھمه امرك
بيحبك من قلبه بجد مش مصلحته ھبرك
مش بيضحلك وھو بيحفرلك فى قبرك
مش مھم كتر المعارف صاحب واحد أصلى أبرك
صحابي وقفوا جنبي طلعونى من ليل سرمد
الضربة الجامدة لو ممتش منھا تبقى اجمد

The Seventh Sense

One day, sitting in a coffee shop, sipping coffee and smoking a cigarette,
I drifted off, closed my eyes, and visited my memories.
I reflected on how low and treacherous this world can be, my love.
And how 90% of people's love is just business.
And that's not all I remembered, darling, that's just the tip of the iceberg.
I remembered a period where I was lost and suffered losses.
As an old woman in our neighborhood used to say, "Life is a cucumber,"
Listen to this story, my dear, and understand the meaning of the phrase.

A young man like many young men,
His path broken, nothing visible but fog.
Depression caught him, tearing at him like wolves and dogs, he's almost going crazy.
Why is the outcome always dark and gloomy?
Since I was young, I've strived and always taken the right steps.
Whenever I reach something, it fades away like a mirage.
Lost in a dark world ruled by the law of the jungle.
My only capital is my health, my mother, and a few friends.
Even my friends, because of the depression, most of them are addicted.
Their place is under the ground, may God have mercy on them, and the door is closed.
It's a very difficult feeling to keep giving and not receiving anything in return, sweetheart.

And to continue on the road without hope to live.

Every day is like the one before, a job that's just for show and doesn't go anywhere.
I've done every job, all that was left was to be a sergeant.
Until I worked in a video club and fell in love with cinema, my history.
Arabic, foreign, modern, or old.
All that's required is that you know how to tell a story.
From "Once upon a time" to the very end.
The idea of storytelling itself attracted me.
The bag of my life's history is full of experiences that have benefited me.
Everything I saw in my childhood and in my street is a part of me.
I studied cinema, I said I would express them, but with my art.
My films at the institute won in Egypt and abroad.
I said, "Thank God," I finally tasted victory.
And indeed, as soon as I graduated, I went to direct my first film.
The youngest director in Egypt and in all the Arab countries.

God!
It seems like the world is smiling at me.

I said goodbye to the microbus and got myself a car.
I went and joined Gold's Gym and left the student club.
And from three friends, they became 60, 70, and 100.
Multiply that by 100, and multiply it again by 100.
I believed the world and surrendered, and said, "Perfect."
I forgot that the world is a house of trials, and this is a calamity.
I got the real blow, and the world's blows are tempting.
My film was released, it failed, nobody saw it.
I was shocked, the world gave me a backhand, a kick, a punch, and a slap.
The party's over, everyone go home.
No one has mercy in their heart.

You can't really know who your true friend is except in hardship.
My life returned worse than before, I sold the car.
And the microbus fare increased a bit.

With the passage of time, my money flew away.
And I became in debt, I no longer knew my classification, sane or insane.
And one day I got sick, I had a fever, I sweated, and I slept in bed.
The doctor told me, "Don't be sad, son." I said, "I'm sad."
Because I fell for liars, and from them, I learned.
There are people who love you when you're up high but leave you if you fall.
The doctor was affected, he left his bag and wiped his eyes.
He looked into my eyes, lost, not knowing what to answer.
He treated me and told me a proverb they said long ago.

Your true friend is the one who would sacrifice himself for you in the flood.
Not the one who's there for the good times, the laughter, and the smoke.
My doorbell rang, I opened it and found old friends.
Loyal friends came to visit their sick brother.

God, when you feel that someone cares about you,
Truly loves you from their heart, not just for their own benefit.
Not smiling at you while digging your grave.
It's not the quantity of acquaintances that matters, one true friend is better.
My friends stood by me, they pulled me out of eternal darkness.
The hard blow, if you don't die from it, you become stronger.