Aam El Tabeeb - Amr Diab перевод на английский

Aam El Tabeeb

عم الطبيب
جنبي الشمال ده بتجيله شكة
من حالي طول الليل بتشكى
عرى وكشف شاف الهموم
بص بأسف وقالي قوم

متروحش يابني لطبيب يطبك
انت علاجك حبيب يحبك
متروحش يابني لطبيب يطبك
انت علاجك حبيب يحبك

عم الطبيب
جنبي الشمال ده بتجيله شكة
من حالي طول الليل بتشكي
عرى وكشف شاف الهموم
بصّ بأسف وقاللي قوم

ما تروحش يابني لطبيب يطبك
أنت علاجك حبيب يحبك
ما تروحش يابني لطبيب يطبك
أنت علاجك حبيب يحبك

عم العطار
اعملي من عندك تحبيشة
أحلي بيها مرار العيشة
بصّ وسأل فين يوجعك
فرح وزعل مين يسمعك

أنا قلت بلوتي في الكتمان
قاللي دواها صحاب جدعان
أنا قلت بلوتي في الكتمان
قاللي دواها صحاب جدعان

يا لالالي ياللي ياليل
آه يا لالالالي ياللي ياليل

شيخ العرب
آديلي مده دايخ مدوّخ
هات الخلاصة أنا وضعي بوّخ

قالي دواك وبلاش تقاطع
عند العجيب أبو سر باتع
قالي دواك وبلاش تقاطع
عند العجيب أبو سر باتع

أنا قلت ايه قالي يا متعوس
كل العلل دواها الفلوس
أنا قلت أيه قالي يا متعوس
كل العلل دواها الفلوس

يا طول غلبي يا طول توهتي
يا آهة جديدة على آهتي
دواك لاذذ ونفسي أدوق
لكن عازز ومش في السوق

Uncle Doctor

Uncle Doctor
My left side, darling, has a stabbing pain,
Complaining all night long about my state.
He examined me, saw my worries,
Looked sadly and told me to stand.

"Don't go to a doctor, son, to heal you,"
"Your cure is a lover who loves you."
"Don't go to a doctor, son, to heal you,"
"Your cure is a lover who loves you."

Uncle Doctor
My left side, darling, has a stabbing pain,
Complaining all night long about my state.
He examined me, saw my worries,
Looked sadly and told me to stand.

"Don't go to a doctor, son, to heal you,"
"Your cure is a lover who loves you."
"Don't go to a doctor, son, to heal you,"
"Your cure is a lover who loves you."

Uncle Herbalist
"Make me a herbal remedy, please,"
"To sweeten the bitterness of life."
He looked and asked, "Where does it hurt?"
"Between joy and sorrow, who listens?"

I said, "My trouble is in secrecy,"
He told me, "Its cure is true friends."
I said, "My trouble is in secrecy,"
He told me, "Its cure is true friends."

Ya Lalali, ya lalli ya lil
Ah, ya lalali, ya lalli ya lil

Sheikh of the Arabs
"I've been dizzy and confused for a while,"
"Give me the bottom line, my situation is bad."

He said, "Your cure, and don't interrupt,"
"Is with the wondrous one, the father of hidden secrets."
He said, "Your cure, and don't interrupt,"
"Is with the wondrous one, the father of hidden secrets."

I said, "What?" He said, "Oh, gloomy one,"
"The cure for all ills is money."
I said, "What?" He said, "Oh, gloomy one,"
"The cure for all ills is money."

Oh, the length of my suffering, oh, the length of my confusion,
Oh, a new sigh upon my sighs.
Your cure is sweet, and I long to taste it,
But it's rare and not on the market.