Arsee - Vex - перевод текста песни на английский

احلامنا كلها بل مقبرة

All our dreams are in a graveyard

مقبرة

Graveyard

مقبرة ما تنسا

Don't forget the graveyard

وجوهنا كلها منكرة

Our faces all deny

منكرة

Deny

منعرفش مين بل مراي

We don't know who's in the mirror

روسنا ما بتفضى معمرا

Our heads don't empty, they're packed

معمرا

Packed

معمرا و رح تهدم

Packed and it's going to collapse

عنا افكار بل معبر

We have ideas in the crossing

معبر

Crossing

بتيجي بس ما بتضل

They come but they don't stay

تطلعش برا في ضباب

Don't go out in the fog

و نحنا ما عنا اعصاب

And we don't have nerves

بس يجي الوقت وين الصحاب

But the time will come when the friends

مرقت عن كل جيل زي العراب

Have passed on from every generation like the godfather

قلبت عل كل و تعبى الغل

Turned over everything and filled with hate

الشمس بتطلعش و وين الحل

The sun doesn't rise, and where's the solution?

بمشي مع الهواء وين ما رن

I walk with the wind wherever it rings

انا مش رابر انا فن

I'm not a rapper, I'm art

نسيت كل الي مات

I forgot all that died

نسيت كل الكليمات

I forgot all the words

انا الفتح مو الي فات

I'm the opening, not what's passed

و رح اضلني الحاضر مو الي فات

And I'll remain the present, not the past

بل برد نحنا مندفاش

In the cold, we don't throw away

شو ما تبيعنا ما بدناش

Whatever you sell us, we don't want

منبيع الشرف منعمل كاش

We don't sell our honor to make cash

و لما تجينا منأمنكاش

And when you come to us, we don't trust you

خوفي كان الموت

My fear was death

هلا خوفي انا الاضل

Now my fear is that I'll stay

وزع امل زي الكروت

Distribute hope like cards

بس منضل بنفس المحل

But we stay in the same place

صوتي وصل رام الله

My voice reached Ramallah

كبرت فيكم بكل مرا

I grew up in you every time

غنوتي كلامي على الهواء

My song, my words, on the air

و انا لهلا ما تلعطش برا

And I still haven't gone out

امشي لقدام و تنسيش تتركيني

Go ahead, and don't forget to leave me

بطلت اسمع موسيقى لما بلشتي تحكيلي

I stopped listening to music when you started talking to me

نحنا كنا نكتب بس مش مكتوبين

We used to write, but we're not written

جمعة افراح نحنا المكتئبين

A celebration of joy, we're the depressed ones

كيف بدك انساكي قبل ما تنسيني

How can you forget me before you forget me?

يلي راح مش راجع و مش حتذكريني

What's gone isn't coming back, and you won't remember me

قد ما كتبتلك معي ما بتغني

However much I wrote for you, you don't sing it

اخواني لمًا بوقع بتسند عني

My brothers, when I fall, they support me