Paroles et traduction Hamza Namira feat. Artmasta - قمر الغربة

قمر الغربة

نعاني وفي ناس بايعة العربي بنحاس
شدة وغصرات مايعة رعب وهلواس
نُعانِي وَفِيّ نَأْسَ بايَعَهُ العَرَبِيّ بِنَحّاس
شِدَّة وغصرات مايعة رَعَّبَ وهلواس
وخرب لمتنا في الليالي
لا غطا لا مخدة لا جراري
من البرد فنيت
وَخَرَّبَ لِمّتنا ڤِي اللَيالِي
لا غَطّا لا مِخَدَّة لا جَرّارَيْ
مَن البُرْد فَنِيتَ
قمر الغربة صار بايع
خوان بكله خدايع ضيه ماريت
عقلي تمحن صار طايع
لهموم البودرة والفجايع منها اتهديت
قمر الغربة ما ضوالي
والبخت قليل ما صغالي وداوى الجراح
ياما عنيت مع خواني
من غريب ما يفهم المعاني واصلي مرتاح
نُعانِي وَفِيّ نَأْسَ بايَعَهُ العَرَبِيّ بِنَحّاس
شِدَّة وغصرات مايعة رَعَّبَ وهلواس
نُعانِي وَفِيّ نَأْسَ بايَعَهُ العَرَبِيّ بِنَحّاس
شِدَّة وغصرات مايعة رَعَّبَ وهلواس
هذا المكتوب هذا زهري ماما
غربة صعيبة والعمر صغير
رام يكرهونا ماهياش دراما
نعمل اللي في راسي واللي يصير يصير
نحب نجنح نطير نحب نعيش كيف الناس
في الحومة مو ضامين والأحوال موش لا باس
في الغربة ديما فايقين مانعرفش نعاس
سممنا النيكوتين من التخمام شاب الراس
مازلنا زادمين آموري آموري
في الحومة قالقين جيت نبدل ديكوري
معجبهمش باسبوري آموري آموري
مازِلنا زادمين آمُورِيّ آمُورِيّ
ڤِي الحَوْمَة قالقين جيت نُبْدِل دِيكُورِي
معجبهمش باسْبُورَيْ آمُورِيّ آمُورِيّ
وينه اللي قليل زهره ما يلقى حبيب
ع الغفلة اتعض ظهره والرب طبيب
وَيَنْه اللَيّ قَلِيل زَهْرهُ ما يَلْقَى حَبِيب
ع الغَفْلَة اتعض ظُهْرهُ وَالرُبّ طَبِيب
خوفي يفنى في سوايع
نموت ويرموني كالسلايع لي تحت الحيط
خَوْفِي يُفْنَى ڤِي سوايع
نَمَوتِ وَيَرِمُّونِي كالسلايع لَيّ تَحْتَ الحيط
قمر الغرب طال بينا
كبار قلوبنا نسينا والوقت صعيب
نسينا بعضنا تعادينا
قول ايش في غابة تلمينا صيد مع ذيب
قمر الغربة صار بايع
خوان بكله خدايع ضيه ماريت
عقلي تمحن صار طايع
لهموم البودرة والفجايع منها اتهديت
قمر الغربة صار بايع
خوان بكله خدايع ضيه ماريت
عقلي تمحن صار طايع
لهموم البودرة والفجايع منها اتهديت
قمر الغربة صار بايع
خوان بكله خدايع ضيه ماريت
عقلي تمحن صار طايع
لهموم البودرة والفجايع منها اتهديت

Moon of Exile

We are suffering and there are people selling Arabs for brass
Hardship and crushing worries, horror and hallucinations
We are suffering and there are miserable people selling Arabs for brass
Hardship and crushing worries, horror and hallucinations
And it destroyed our gathering at nights
No covers, no pillows, no warm blankets
From the cold I am exhausted
And it destroyed our gathering at nights
No covers, no pillows, no warm blankets
From the cold I am exhausted
The moon of exile has become a seller
All my friends are traitors, I saw no light
My mind is exhausted, it has become obedient
From the worries of drugs and disasters I have been guided
Moon of exile, my pain does not torment me
And my fortune is meager, it does not heal me or heal my wounds
How much I have suffered with my friends
From a stranger who does not understand the meanings and my origin is comfortable
We are suffering and there are miserable people selling Arabs for brass
Hardship and crushing worries, horror and hallucinations
We are suffering and there are miserable people selling Arabs for brass
Hardship and crushing worries, horror and hallucinations
This is my destiny, this is my poison, my dear
A difficult exile and my life is short
The people want us to hate each other, it's not a drama
We do what we want and whatever happens, happens
We want to be free, to fly, we want to live like other people
In the neighborhood we are not guaranteed and the situation is not okay
In exile we are always awake, we do not know what sleep is
Nicotine has poisoned us, from smoking our heads have gone gray
We are still singing "My love, my love"
In the neighborhood we are worried, I came to change my look
They do not like my passport, my love, my love
We are still singing "My love, my love"
In the neighborhood we are worried, I came to change my look
They do not like my passport, my love, my love
Where is the one who has little charm and does not find a lover?
In his carelessness he was bitten on the back and God is the healer
Where is the one who has little charm and does not find a lover?
In his carelessness he was bitten on the back and God is the healer
I am afraid of fading away in swamps
We will die and they will throw me like scraps under the wall
I am afraid of fading away in swamps
We will die and they will throw me like scraps under the wall
The moon of the west has been long between us
We have forgotten our great hearts and the times are hard
We have forgotten each other, we have become enemies
Tell me, what is in the forest that brings us together? Hunting with a wolf
The moon of exile has become a seller
All my friends are traitors, I saw no light
My mind is exhausted, it has become obedient
From the worries of drugs and disasters I have been guided
The moon of exile has become a seller
All my friends are traitors, I saw no light
My mind is exhausted, it has become obedient
From the worries of drugs and disasters I have been guided
The moon of exile has become a seller
All my friends are traitors, I saw no light
My mind is exhausted, it has become obedient
From the worries of drugs and disasters I have been guided