Paroles et traduction ZIAD ZAZA - BENT LAZINA

BENT LAZINA

بالصلاة عالنبي انا كنت نزيه
نبدأها بالصلاة عالزين
الحتة البراند والحالة جميلة
انا قولت الصلاة عالزين
بس قبل مالدنيا توديني في طريق
ماكنتش فاكرها هاتديق
كنت طاووس بتعايق بالزينه
مكنتش فايق لبنت اللاذينه

عشت يومين والدنيا ديا في ايدي
وكل حاجه فالايزي
جيوبي عمرانه وماشي فاتح ايدي
كل اللي جاي متطال
طقم انهاردة غير طقم بكره ازميلي
وخروجه ماللي هيا ازميلي
بس الدنيا طلعت بردو ازميلي
ان ليلها مش زي النهار

الوضع تبدل وانا حالي تبهدل وتبص للشخص مش هوا القديم
الوش الجميل اللي كان مزهزه فلحظة بقا مليان كراميش
ملعونة ياجلدة جبتينا ارضاً بعد اما كنت طور وسط حشيش
مهو بردو النجاسة فلاسة يازميلي دا غير الدلع اللي جبنا حضيض

فجأة ديوني كتير
فجأة لقتني ببيع
فجأة لقتني بزيع
والحرام جابلي كتير

مشيت ورا شياطيني
وجابولي اموال بكتير
وايامي اللي قدام مني
اسود من تربي كتير

ورحمة امك ياباشا تنزلني من راسك
عرفنا انك مقطع لباسك
وللمرشد زميلي انا ببعت رسالة
كنت مستني اخلاصك
بكره هتروق وتجمعنا الجميلة
القعده اللي تبقا فيها
ونلعب اللعبه اللي بموت فيها
واعمل منك رقاصة

بالصلاة عالنبي انا كنت نزيه
نبدأها بالصلاة عالزين
الحتة البراند والحالة جميلة
انا قولت الصلاة عالزين
بس قبل مالدنيا توديني في طريق
ماكنتش فاكرها هاتديق
كنت طاووس بتعايق بالزينه
مكنتش فايق لبنت اللاذينه

النجاسة فلاسة والدنيا بتديق
ايام ماكنت نزية
كنت اجيب الكتير وارميه واشوف غير
ايام ماكنت نزية
دلوقتي قرصاني ممشياني ميري
واديني عرفت اهو زميلي
الايامُ دوراة وبكرة تبقا في ايدي
واجيب كله عالديك

سنة ورا سنه ورا سنه وماشيين
واتاخد مني بكتير
تتعاد الايام وهيا نفس المواويل
اللي انام فيه اصبح فيه
سكتي يازميلي اتسنترت ع دي
واللي خد عالقرش الكتير
لا يرضي بقليل ولا يحب جيبه
يفضي لو دقيقتين

حزر فزر مين اللي جاي هناك
حزر فزر مين يابا تاب
ظبط الكلام ورجعت للحلال
وقفت كله وظبطت الاداء
وتلف الايام والدنيا تيجي في سؤال
وتلف الدنيا وارجع للموال
انام الصبح وعيني وسط راسي
وييجي الليل اشغل الكلام

بالصلاة عالنبي انا كنت نزيه
نبدأها بالصلاة عالزين
الحتة البراند والحالة جميلة
انا قولت الصلاة عالزين
بس قبل مالدنيا توديني في طريق
ماكنتش فاكرها هاتديق
كنت طاووس بتعايق بالزينه
مكنتش فايق لبنت اللاذينه

BENT LAZINA (The Naughty Girl)

I used to be pure, by the prayer to the Prophet.
We start it with a prayer for the beautiful ones.
The branded piece, and the state is beautiful.
I said, a prayer for the beautiful ones.
But before the world took me down a path,
I didn't think it would get this tight.
I was a peacock, strutting with my finery.
I wasn't aware of the naughty girl.

I lived a couple of days and the world was in my hands.
And everything was easy.
My pockets were full and I walked with open hands.
Everyone who came was welcomed.
Today's outfit is different from tomorrow's, my darling.
And a night out, just for you, my darling.
But the world turned out to be tricky, my darling.
Its night isn't like its day.

The situation changed, and my state deteriorated, and you look at the person, he's not the same.
The beautiful face that was glowing, in a moment became full of blemishes.
Damn you, gambling, you brought me to the ground after I was high in the clouds.
Well, filth is poverty, my darling, not to mention the pampering that brought us to ruin.

Suddenly, I have many debts.
Suddenly, she found me selling.
Suddenly, she found me begging.
And the forbidden brought me a lot.

I followed my demons.
And they brought me a lot of money.
And my days ahead of me
Are darker than a crow's feathers.

By your mother's soul, Pasha, get me out of your head.
We know that you've torn your clothes.
And to my fellow guide, I'm sending a message.
I was waiting for your sincerity.
Tomorrow you'll calm down and we'll gather the beautiful ones.
The gathering that will be there.
And we'll play the game that I die for.
And I'll make a dancer out of you.

I used to be pure, by the prayer to the Prophet.
We start it with a prayer for the beautiful ones.
The branded piece, and the state is beautiful.
I said, a prayer for the beautiful ones.
But before the world took me down a path,
I didn't think it would get this tight.
I was a peacock, strutting with my finery.
I wasn't aware of the naughty girl.

Filth is poverty and the world is getting tight.
Back when I was pure,
I would get a lot and throw it away and look for something else.
Back when I was pure.
Now my pirates are making me walk the plank.
And now I know, my friend,
Days are a cycle, and tomorrow it will be in my hands.
And I'll get everything on credit.

Year after year after year and we're going.
And a lot was taken from me.
The days repeat themselves with the same old tunes.
What I sleep in, I wake up in.
Shut up, my friend, I'm stuck on this.
And whoever took a lot of money,
Doesn't settle for less, nor does he like his pocket
To be empty for even two minutes.

Riddle me this, who's coming over there?
Riddle me this, who, dad, repented?
I fixed my words and returned to what's lawful.
I stopped everything and fixed my performance.
And the days turn and the world comes with a question.
And the world turns and I return to the tune.
I sleep in the morning with my eyes wide open.
And when night comes, I turn on the words.

I used to be pure, by the prayer to the Prophet.
We start it with a prayer for the beautiful ones.
The branded piece, and the state is beautiful.
I said, a prayer for the beautiful ones.
But before the world took me down a path,
I didn't think it would get this tight.
I was a peacock, strutting with my finery.
I wasn't aware of the naughty girl.