Текст и перевод песни Don Bigg - 3a9el

3a9el

3a9el 3la koulla kelma gelt

3a9el 3la rassi marra lawla khamstach hazzit l mic
Chi 7al fommou chi ka y3ayef fiya chi taygoul bachfit rasi
Lmap f lwadnin ta wa7ad ma fahemni lach ka tsennet
Ma fahemnich ach ka ngoul nass bghite o nass mkhallat
3am men ba3d stora tgaddou 3adiane ketrou
O galssa 7da le7yout jarrati b7al l queens
Netkhaylou kraouna (hihh noudo 3tiwni tissa3)
Hakda kif ma l3ada jritou 3lina b7al la fina lebras
Ola chi mard 9bi7
O lioma drari tfekkar hadouk liam o bdina nda7kou
Nerja3 liam repeat fog trotoir kenna da7ka
Drari chayfa drari 3arfa drari 7assa chnou kayn
Ma kaynch li kayti9 fina lioma rap walla kayn
Ne39al 3la rassi marra lawla bagi tay7 wallit kandour
7ass b l3aynin darba 3lia 7ass b choufa na9ssa lour
Ne39al 3la saad o nhar li mattelna fih lhay
Micro dar binatna 7assit dak nhar b rassi 7ay
Na39al 3la thug ne39al 3la drari
Ne39al 3la chkoun li fadouni chkoun li 3tawni o chkoun li nssani
Ne39al 3la rassi nhar li ta7t chkoun li d7ak
O chkoun li chmet o chkoun li w9af m3aya sa7 (9laaaal)
Ne39al 3la nhar li cheft fih JO 3amrou ma ytenssa men bali
B7al la bare7 nhar 3raft fih sa7ba ka tenfa3 o tkali
Nhar li 3raft fih CAP wallina khout o mafia wella t3ayr
Bdaw 3achrane i katrou i 3adiane 3la babi idou9o
(Da9 da9 da9 O 3LIK LHADRA)
Iyam khsart sora 3la groupate ma sawya mdad li ka kteb bih
O 3raft 3achrane sa7 o li khwaw bina
Ne3raj l s7ab nebda men sat o migg o masta flow o ga3 philo mic
K-libre sharman reda o shade flow o lista twila
O twal men hadra li f galbi ma kayn
Mohime 3azz drari f galbi ktar chi men li bayne
O ga3 li wa9fo m3aya wa9fat rjal
M-gang m-squad fhamna rakoum rjal
Mohim bghitkoum t fahmou belli koul 7aja geltha
Ra machi kdoub a khouya machi kdoub
Khams wra9 3liha 7yati khams wra9 mssini biha
Mouhim li khaskoum t3arfo belli rani 3a9el
Nerja3 l compo nhar lawwal li 7atih iddi fiha
3alam khour mosi9a blatni wallit ghi 3ayech biha
Men rap wellit f soul blues o gasbol rja3t l aselha b jazz wella basbo
Nerja3 l dar lbare7 nchoufhoum tayhallou 3la 9bel rap
3la 9eblou khrajt 3la 9rayti o tba3t 7olm srab
Mohim machi chnou dert b rap mohim lach gha ne9dar nawsal
Nchouf rassi la wsalt b 9raya wach ne9dar befsal binathoum bjouj
Wach ka t7atou fih chella 3achrani mouhim ana 3endi bjouj
Bach ma bghitou 3addin fiha bez menkoum lor
Drari 3ay9ine bikoum twaslou wladkoum o tkhaliwna lor
B rap sla7na dedkoum kamline kif ma kentou
Drari jayba l3ayb lrou7ha men khiri la met
Wimta rabbi 7an 3lina lioma n7annou 3likoum
Drari haz iddikoum bghina nwaslou deghia bikoum
Had lmorceau dedicacé lga3 3achran li galou
Maghrib hia lawla rap tani li ga3 li balou
Mgharba tal moute likoum bghitou krahtou bigg alkhaser lih sma3tou

Regret

Regret for every word I said,

Regret for the first time I touched the mic, not giving a damn.
Some opened their mouths, some were scared of me, some said I'd regret it.
Earplugs in, no one understood me, why did I even speak?
They didn't understand what I was saying, some people wanted me, some were against me.
Years after the storm, they pass by normally, they've multiplied.
And I'm sitting by the fish, my queen by my side.
They imagine they destroyed us (ha, listen up, give me a break)
Just like they always ran over us, as if we had no clothes.
First of all, it's a disgusting disease.
And today, the guys are thinking about those years, and we started laughing.
We go back years, repeat, on the sidewalk, we were laughing.
Guys seeing guys, knowing guys, feeling what's up.
No one believed in us, today there's rap or there's nothing.
I regret the first time I touched my head, I was a kid, I became a monster.
I felt eyes on me once, I felt a look, a missing light.
I regret Saad and the day he introduced us to the neighborhood.
The mic came between us, that day I felt alive.
I regret for the thugs, I regret for the guys,
I regret for those who abandoned me, those who gave me and those who forgot me.
I regret the day I fell, who laughed,
And who smelled, and who stood by me, honestly (a few).
I regret the day I saw JO, it will never be forgotten,
As if yesterday I met a friend who helps and feeds.
The day I met CAP, we became brothers, and the mafia changed.
They started living, multiplying, passing by my door, knocking.
(Knock knock knock, and to you the talk)
Days I lost friends over groups, nothing but the pen I write with.
And I knew true friends, and those who betrayed us.
I go up to the clouds, starting with Sat, Migg, Masta Flow, and all the Philo mic crew.
K-libre, Sharman, Reda, and Shade Flow, and the list goes on.
And there's more to say than what's in my heart.
The important thing is, I cherish the guys in my heart more than what's apparent.
And all those who stood by me like men.
M-gang, M-squad, we understand, you're men.
It's important for you to understand that everything I said
Is not a lie, brother, it's not a lie.
Five pages about my life, five pages that touched me.
The important thing you need to know is that I'm aware.
I go back to the composition, the first day I put my hand on it.
The world of music seduced me, I became just living with it.
From rap, I went into soul, blues, and by chance, I returned to its origin with jazz or bass.
I go back home yesterday, I see them talking about rap.
Before it, I left my studies and followed a dream, a mirage.
The important thing is not what I did with rap, the important thing is why I can reach it.
I see myself when I succeed in my studies, can I separate them both?
What are those people talking about, the important thing is I have both.
No matter what you want, I'm passing through, above you all.
Guys are tired of you, reach your children and leave us alone.
With rap, we fixed your dad, we're continuing as you were.
Guys brought shame to themselves, out of goodness, they died.
When will God have mercy on us, today we will have mercy on you.
Guys, hold your hands, we want to reach the peak with you.
This track is dedicated to all the people who said,
Morocco first, rap second, to all those who forgot.
Moroccans, death is upon you, you wanted, you hated, Bigg the loser, you listened to him.