Текст и перевод песни Hamorabi - 7 X 4 = ?

7 X 4 = ?

دلعه سبع
ربيه سبع
آخيه سبع
اطلقه سبع

اسمع اسمع منيح العبرة
اسمع منيح العبرة
Yeah, yeah

صفر لسبعة طفولة جميلة
قرع طبول سكينة
مع والدي البطل لا مكان للقلق
سبعة وتسعين عدنا من فرنسا
حكماً أن لا أنسى
حلم الاستقرار ممنوع في محتوى الأجندة

كانت أمي وأختي مع أبي عندما مات
أنا كنت في البيت نائم أقوم بحلم الآمان
صرت حابب الموت عابد اللوم
حلمت أُمي لديها لحية قبل الحادثة بيوم

I had my mother's heart
And I had my father's feature
I had my mother's heart
And I had my father's feature

سبعة لأربعطاش
تعلمت قراءة وكتابة العربية
هذه بداية العملية
تشرد ومشاكل بين أمي وعائلة أبي
من دون توفر منزل كنت أعاني لأنتمي

أربعطاش لواحد وعشرين بداية الكتابة والتسجيل
ذو أداء بمثابة التقليد
حياتي بدا والموسيقى استقراري الآن
أصبح مسرورًا أنا
أصنع أسطورة

I had my mother's heart
And I had my father's feature
I had my mother's heart
And I had my father's feature

وحدة و عشرين عدت إلى فرنسا في نفس اليوم الذي توفى فيه والدي
حبيب الـFamily
دخلتُ إلى المشفى العصبي
أشرس مرضي

نار OCD
طار الأوكسجين
وجدت مكان للسكن في نفس المنطقة التي سكن فيها أبي آمان للأبد
حصلت على أوراقي على تلات وعشرين
الآن يجب اقتحام العالم قبل الموت ع تمان وعشرين

7 X 4 = ?

My darling seven
I've raised you since you were seven
My brother seven
I've set you free at seven

Listen closely to the moral of the story
Listen closely to the moral of the story
Yeah, yeah

At the age of zero to seven, I had a beautiful childhood
The sound of drums was like a lullaby
With my heroic father by my side, there was no room for worry
In ninety-seven, we came back from France
I'm determined not to forget
The dream of settling down was not in my agenda

My mother, my sister, and my father were together when he died
I was sleeping at home, dreaming of safety
I became fond of death, worshipping blame
I dreamt that my mother had a beard the day before the accident

I had my mother's heart
And I had my father's feature
I had my mother's heart
And I had my father's feature

Seven to fourteen
I learned to read and write Arabic
This was the beginning of a journey
Displacement and problems between my mother and my father's family
Without a stable home, I struggled to fit in

Fourteen to twenty-one, I began writing and recording
My performance was more like a mimicry
My life started and music became my stability
I became joyful
Creating my legacy

I had my mother's heart
And I had my father's feature
I had my mother's heart
And I had my father's feature

Twenty-two, I returned to France, on the same day that my father passed away
The beloved of the Family
I was admitted to the psychiatric hospital
My worst illness

The fire of OCD
I lost my breath
I found a place to live in the same area where my father lived, peace forever
I got my papers at twenty-three
Now I must conquer the world before I die, at twenty-eight