Paroles et traduction Rashed Al-Majed - Ghala Al Khamsah

Ghala Al Khamsah

غـلا الدنيـا بـدا من واحـد لـ خمسهغــناتي هُـــمْ . وتأســرني مَحبتهم
وكل منْهم مَلَـك من خــافقي خُمسهوروحي مـن غــلاة الـروح غـنّتهم

حَمَـد . لـه مقـبل ايامي ولـه أمسهوخُـمس الحـب له والعمـر فـدوتهم
وأغـلى عايشـه خَمسه على خَمسهمكـانتها في روحـي . من مكـانتهم
وأحلى فاطمه . يـا حلــوَة الـرمسهكــــأنّ احســاسها يحـكي حــكايتهم
وراشـد . كل صبحٍ يشرق بشمسهويشــرب نبض قـلبي من سحابتهم

وهـند اللي لهــا في عــالمي لمـسهبـــراءة قــلبها . تشــبه بـراءتهــم
لأن الشِعــر . مثل الـبن لـه حمسهأقـنّد راسي بشعـــري . وقهــوتهم
ضيا الدنيا إذا الــدنيا غـدت عـمسهوتشـرح خاطري لى ضاق بسمتهم
دعــيت الله لعـيني يحــفظ الخـمسهولا يحــرم خـــــفوقي مــن محبتهم
من أشعار: جموح

Why the Five?

The world's love began from one to five, my darlings. Their love captivates me.
Each one is a king of one-fifth of my heart, and my soul sings their praises from the depths of my being.

Hamad, to him belongs the future of my days and my past, one-fifth of my love is his, and my life I sacrifice for them.
And my dearest Aisha, five on top of five, her place in my soul is because of their status.
And the sweetest Fatima, oh sweet talker, her feelings seem to tell their story.
And Rashed, every morning that dawns with its sun, he drinks the pulse of my heart from their clouds.

And Hind, who has a touch in my world, the innocence of her heart resembles their innocence.
Because poetry, like coffee, has its zeal, I tilt my head with my poetry and their coffee.
The light of the world, if the world becomes dark, their smiles brighten my heart when it is constricted.
I prayed to God that my eyes would protect the five, and that my heart would never be deprived of their love.
From the poems of: Jumoosh