Paroles et traduction Sami Yusuf feat. François Couperin - Meditations on a Musette by Couperin

Meditations on a Musette by Couperin

Ötme bülbül ötme şen değil bağım
Dost senin derdinden ben yana yana
Yana yana

Tükendi fitilim eridi yağım
Dost senin derdinden ben yana yana
Yana yana

Deryadan bölünmüş sellere döndüm
Ateşi kararmış küllere döndüm
Küllere döndüm

هر نفس آواز عشق می رسد از چپ و راست
ما به فلک می رویم عزم تماشا که راست
تماشا که راست

كلما كنت بقربي
تشتعل نيران قلبي
زادني الوصل لهيبا
الوصل لهيبا

Meditations on a Musette by Couperin

Don't sing, nightingale, my garden is not joyful
My love, I burn with your sorrow
I burn and burn

My wick is spent, my oil is gone
My love, I burn with your sorrow
I burn and burn

I am turned to streams split from the river
I am turned to ashes, their fire extinguished
Turned to ashes

With every breath, the sound of love comes from left and right
We ascend to the heavens, our intent to behold is true
To behold is true

Whenever you are near me
The fires of my heart ignite
Your presence has inflamed me
Inflamed me