Paroles et traduction كاظم الساهر - Al Mahkama

Al Mahkama

محكمة
كن مُنصفًا يا سيدي القاضي
ذنبي أنا رجلٌ له ماضي
تلك التي أمامكَ الآن
كانت لدي أعزّ إنسانة
أحببتها وهيَ أحبتني
صدقًا جميعَ الهمّ أنستني
صارحتُها وقلت مولاتي
كثيرةٌ كانت علاقاتي
قالت حبيبي دع الماضي وقبلني
بين ذراعيكَ أنا الكلُّ وأنا لي الحاضرُ والآتي
كُن منصفًا يا سيدي القاضي
تخونني لُغتي وألفاظي
إنّ الذي أمامك الآن
أشبعني ظُلمًا وحرمانا
أنا حالةٌ فعلاً لها يُرثى
حتى نسيتُ بأنني أنثى
دللتُها دللتني
دمرتني أنتَ أهملتني أنتَ
أنتَ عذابي أنتَ همومي
ونسيت قسوته وقلت له:
حبيبي دع الماضي وقبلني
بين ذراعيك أنا الكلُّ
وأنا لي الحاضر والآتي
مرّ الزمان
تغيّرتْ تغيّر
تمرّدتْ تمرّدَ
تجبّرتْ تجبّرَ
تكبّرتْ تكبّرَ
صبري الجميلُ تجاوز الصبرَ
لغة الحوار تحوّلت جمرا
فإن رأتني جنبها سارحًا
فورًا تصير امرأةً أخرى
غيرتُها مرضٌ يوسوس لي
فعلاً أحنّ لذلك الماضي
أطلق يديَ سيدي القاضي
حرّر يديَ حرّر يديَ
الله على سهراته الكبرى
يومًا أراهُ ويختفي شهرا
عُذرًا يناقضُ سيدي عذرا
من بيت صاحبةٍ إلى أخرى
فالشلّةُ الأولى أعادته
لضلاله وضياعه الماضي
كُن منصفًا يا سيدي القاضي

Al Mahkama

Court
Be fair my lord, the judge
My fault is that I am a man with a past
The one in front of you now,
Was the most precious person I had
I loved her, and she loved me
Honestly, she made me forget all my worries
I was honest with her and told her, my lady
I have had many relationships
She said, my love, forget the past and kiss me
In your arms, I am everything, and I am the present and the future
Be fair my lord, the judge
My language and words betray me
The one before you now
Has made me full of injustice and deprivation
I am truly in a pitiable, helpless state
To the point where I forgot that I am a woman
I pampered her and she pampered me
You destroyed me, you neglected me
You are my torment, you are my worries
And I forgot all his cruelty and told him:
My love, forget the past and kiss me
In your arms, I am everything
And I am the present and the future
Time passed by
She has changed, she has changed
She has rebelled, she has rebelled
She has become overbearing, she has become overbearing
She has become arrogant, she has become arrogant
My beautiful patience surpassed patience
The language of dialogue turned into fire
If she sees me lost beside her,
She immediately becomes a different woman
Her alteration is a disease whispering to me
I really long for that past
Release my hands, my lord, the judge
Free my hands, free my hands
God, her grand parties
One day I see him and he disappears for a month
An excuse contradicts an excuse, my lord
From one woman's house to another
The first gang brought him back
To his past error and loss
Be fair my lord, the judge