Paroles et traduction en anglais Baltii - Law Le3ebti Ya Zahr

Law Le3ebti Ya Zahr

اه لو لعبت يا زهر وتبدلت الاحوال
وركبت اول موجة في سكة الاموال
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لا اروح لاول واحد احتاجتله في سؤال
كسر بخاطري ساعتها
وذوقني ضيقة الحال

الدنيا تدور وان شاء الله تتبدل الاحوال

والايام تدور و ياما تذلت رجال
وينعموا لفلوس لخلات رجال يتذل
نبات جيعان في كرشي وما نكلش مالزبل
راجل وانا حي و راجل لين نموت
كيف مقال فوزي بن قمرة هالدنيا بخوت
وحدي وشاد روت وطامع كان في الله
كيف ماقلنا ونزيدو نقولو حالا مالا
وماديك مهانة وحقرة واهانة
سيد ماديك تمل واللمبة متيك ذبانة
وراسي منزل كان لربي مولانا
يادنيا وعلاش الذل اخرت لبنادم جبانة
قالوا شنيا عشانا قللهم اللي حضر
تربينا في خير ومنباتو للشر
وكان حلت معايا نفرح امي في القبر
ونعرف اللي ماتفرحش بالخبر

اه لو لعبت يا زهر وتبدلت الاحوال
وركبت اول موجة في سكة الاموال
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لا اروح لاول واحد احتاجتله في سؤال
كسر بخاطري ساعتها وذوقني ضيقة الحال
اعمل معاه الصح انا واسنده لو مال
واقف جنبه في المحن واكون طويل البال

كي كسبوا الفلوس يسخيلونا رخاص
و ماكذبش اللي قال الكارطة تعطي للغفاص
دنيا تلعب عالبلاس مرا عندو و مرا عندي
راجل وما نولي لحاص وعايش في الدنيا جندي
واللي يدين رزينة على دق الباب
يا دنيا يزينا ماعرضونا كلاب
واللي هازو على ظهري يعلم بيه كان العالي
ونحب نغني لزهري طال غيابك يا غزلي
ومانوليش واطي اذا عطاني العاطي
انا كلب مراتي مراتي مراتي
غزرولي لصباطي وانا غزرتلهم الفوق
والشمبو فيكي تبق بق وضاقت الخلوق
وفي فقري مخنوق وبرسف الزكيرتي
ولقيت خنثى في عشيري ولكيت الرجلة في عشيرتي
ورجال تجيب فلوس والفلوس ماتجيب رجال

اه لو عبت يازهر وتبدلت احوال

بس خلاص انا نفسي اتسدت
يوم ما عرفت تفرق بين الصاحب والغريب
بعد ما ايدي للواطي اتمدت
وما عرفت تفرق بين عدوك والحبيب

كنت اعمل خدي مداس بحب الخير لكل الناس
بقيت ع التراب بنداس ناس تخوني وناس تبيعني

لو لعبت يازهر واتبدلت الاحوال
وركبت اول موجة في سكة الاموال
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لاروح لاول واحد احتاجتله في سؤال
كسر بخاطري ساعتها وذوقني ضيقة الحال

Law Le3ebti Ya Zahr

Oh if you played, oh fate, and the conditions changed
And I rode the first wave on the road to money
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I wouldn't go to the first person I needed to ask a question
It would break my heart then
And make me taste the harshness of my situation

The world turns, and God willing, the conditions will change

And the days turn, and how many men have been humiliated
And money makes men live in luxury, while others are humiliated
I grow hungry in my stomach and I don't eat garbage
I am a man while I am alive, and a man until I die
As Fawzi bin Qumra said, this world is treacherous
Alone and carrying my soul, and hoping only in God
How can we say it and keep saying it now that it's too late
And that it's humiliation, degradation, and insult
Sir, when you are full, the lamp is not lit
And my home was given to me by my Lord, our Master
Oh world, why do you leave humiliation for the last cowardly man
They said, "What about us?" I told them that those who were present
Were raised in goodness, and those who are evil are cursed
And if it happened to me, my mother in the grave would be happy
And we would know who doesn't rejoice in the news

Oh if you played, oh fate, and the conditions changed
And I rode the first wave on the road to money
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I wouldn't go to the first person I needed to ask a question
It would break my heart then and make me taste the harshness of my situation
I would do good for him and support him if he had no money
I would stand by him in his trials and be patient

When they make money, they treat us like we're worthless
And it's true what they say, that luck is for the lucky
The world plays with fools, sometimes it's with him, sometimes it's with me
I am a man and I will not give up, I live in the world as a soldier
And the one who has a good reputation will be asked for help
Oh world, may you not make us like dogs
And the one who carries me on his back, only the Most High knows about him
And we like to sing for Zahri, your absence has been long, oh my love
And I will not bow down if the giver gives me
I am a dog for my wife, my wife, my wife
They cursed me with shoes, and I cursed them with the heavens
And if you use shampoo, you will become a fly and your temper will run out
And in my poverty I am suffocating and my shirt is torn
And I found a hermaphrodite in my family, and I found the manliness in my family
And men bring money, and money does not bring men

Oh if you played, oh fate, and the conditions changed

But enough, my soul is closed
The day I learned to tell the difference between a friend and a stranger
After my hand reached out to the low
And I learned to tell the difference between your enemy and your lover

I used to make my cheek a doormat, loving all people
I remained trampled in the dust, people betray me and people sell me

If you played, oh fate, and the conditions changed
And I rode the first wave on the road to money
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I wouldn't go to the first person I needed to ask a question
It would break my heart then and make me taste the harshness of my situation