Текст и перевод песни Fairuz - Shou Byeb'a Min Elriwayeh

Shou Byeb'a Min Elriwayeh

شو بيبقى من الرواية
شو بيبقى من الشجر
شو بيبقى من الشوارع
شو بيبقى من السهر
شو بيبقى من الليل
من الحب من الحكي
من الضحك من البكي
شو بيبقى شو بيبقى
شو بيبقى يا حبيبي
بيبقى قصص زغيره
عم بتشردها الريح
شو بيبقى من الملاهي
من رصيف القمر
من الناس لي حبوا
من اللوعة من الضجر
شو بيبقى من البحر
من الصيف من لي مضى
من الحزن من الرضى
شو بيبقى شو بيبقى
شو بيبقى يا حبيبي
بيبقى قصص زغيره
عم بتشردها الريح
مع قصص الريح غربني
عشطوط العمر غربني
مع قصص الريح غربني
عشطوط العمر غربني
و اكتبني اكتبني
عالورق اكتبني
عالحزن و عالزهر
عالصيف وعالبحر
عالشجر وعالضجر
وعالسفر اكتبني
اكتبني
شو بيبقى من الرواية
شو بيبقى من الشجر
شو بيبقى من الشوارع
شو بيبقى من السهر
شو بيبقى من الليل
من الحب من الحكي
من الضحك من البكي
شو بيبقى شو بيبقى
شو بيبقى يا حبيبي
بيبقى قصص زغيره
عم بتشردها الريح

What Will Remain from the Story

What will remain from the story
What will remain from the tree
What will remain from the streets
What will remain from the evening
What will remain from the night
From love, from talk
From laughter, from crying
What will remain, what will remain
What will remain, my beloved
Small stories will remain
The wind will scatter them
What will remain from the amusement park
From the sidewalk of the moon
From the people who loved
From the suffering, from the boredom
What will remain from the ocean
From the summer, from what has passed
From the sadness, from the contentment
What will remain, what will remain
What will remain, my beloved
Small stories will remain
The wind will scatter them
The wind's stories have exiled me
The thirst of life has exiled me
The wind's stories have exiled me
The thirst of life has exiled me
And write me, write me
Write me on paper
On sadness and flowers
On summer and ocean
On trees and boredom
And on journey, write me
Write me
What will remain from the story
What will remain from the tree
What will remain from the streets
What will remain from the evening
What will remain from the night
From love, from talk
From laughter, from crying
What will remain, what will remain
What will remain, my beloved
Small stories will remain
The wind will scatter them