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El Hob Khedaa

الحب
الحب كده كده وصال ودلال ورضا وخصام
اهو من ده وده الحب كده مش عايزه كلام
حبيبي لما يوعدني تبات الدنيا ضحكالي
ولما وصله يسعدني ما افكر فى اللى يجرالي
ينسيني الوجود كله ولا يخطر على بالي
ولما طبعه يتغير وقلبي يبقى متحير
مع الافكار ابات فى نار وفي حيرة تبكيني
وبعد الليل يجينا النور وبعد الغيم ربيع وزهور
اهو من ده وده الحب كده مش عايزه كلام
الحب كده
حبيب قلبي يا قلبي عليه ولو حتى يخاصمني
ويعجبني خضوعي اليه واسامحه وهو ظالمني
وبعد الغيم ما يتبدد وبعد الشوق ما يتجدد
غلاوته فوق غلاوته تزيد ووصله يبقى عندي عيد
وبعد الليل يجينا النور وبعد الغيم ربيع وزهور
اهو من ده وده الحب كده مش عايزه كلام
الحب كده
يا سعده اللى عرف مرة حنان الحب وقساوته
ويا قلبه اللى طول عمره ما داق الحب وحلاوته
تشوفه يضحك وفي قلبه الأنين والنوح
عايش بلا روح وحيد والحب هو الروح
حبيب قلبي وقلبي معاه بحبه فى رضاه وجفاه
اوريه الملام بالعين وقلبي على الرضا ناوي
بيجرح قد ما يجرح ويعطف تاني ويداوي
اهو من ده وده الحب كده مش عايزة كلام

Love is Like This

Love
Love is like this, love is like this, affection, flattery, satisfaction, and quarrelling
Oh, that's what love is, it doesn't require words
My darling, when he promises me, the world laughs all night for me
And when I see him, he makes me happy, and I don't think about what will happen to me
He makes me forget the whole world, and my mind won't wander
And when his nature changes, and my heart is confused
I stay up all night in the fire of thoughts, and I cry with bewilderment
And after the night comes the light, and after the clouds, spring and flowers
Oh, that's what Love is, it doesn't require words
Love is like this
My darling, I love him even when he scolds me
And I love my submission to him, and I forgive him for being unfair to me
And after the clouds dissipate, and after the longing is renewed
His preciousness and his value increase, and his presence is a celebration for me
And after the night comes the light, and after the clouds, spring and flowers
Oh, that's what love is, it doesn't require words
Love is like this
So blessed is he who once knew the tenderness of love and its hardship
And my heart that has never tasted the sweetness of love
I see him laughing, and inside his heart there is moaning and lamenting
He lives without a soul, lonely, and love is the soul
My sweetheart, and my heart is with him, I love him in his contentment and disdain
I show him the accusation with my eyes, and my heart intends to be content
He hurts as much as he hurts, and tenderly heals again
Oh, that's what love is, it doesn't require words