Текст и перевод песни Khaliji - Husam Al Rassam Sar El Subeh حسام الرسام صار الصبح

Husam Al Rassam Sar El Subeh حسام الرسام صار الصبح

صار الصبح يا عيني. شمنتظره بس فهميني
الليل وياج سهرت ما ادري يا عيني شوكت
تنامين وتخلصيني
صار الصبح يا عيني. شمنتظره بس فهميني
الليل وياج سهرت ما ادري يا عيني شوكت
تنامين وتخلصيني
يا عيني مليت اني .خلصت عمري متاني
حنيتي ع الما حن الج .بهذلتي حالي انتي ولج
فرحانه بهذلتيني
ساعة بليلي . مرت وهدمت حيلي
وانتي طبكتي ويه السهر . زدتي عليه هم وقهر
مو كافي موتيني
ساعة بليلي . مرت وهدمت حيلي
وانتي طبكتي ويه السهر . زدتي عليه هم وقهر
مو كافي موتيني
مو حاله هاي الحالة . هم انتظار جماله
المن اصير اني بعد . والقهر لعيوني صعد
راح اوكع خليني
معقولة ما حسيتي . حبج الهاجم بيتي
يا عيني يا راس البلى . سوالي حبج مشكلة
بيد السهر عفتيني
معقولة ما حسيتي . حبج الهاجم بيتي
يا عيني يا راس البلى . سوالي حبج مشكلة
بيد السهر عفتيني
فرحتي لي يكرهوني . هاي انتي عود عيوني
منج اجه كل التعب . بجروحي كلها انتي السبب
فضيحه سويتيني

Husam Al Rassam Sar El Subeh Hussam Al Rassam The morning has come

The morning has come, my love. What am I waiting for? Just tell me
I stayed up all night with you, my love. I don't know what you did
You fall asleep and leave me alone
The morning has come, my love. What am I waiting for? Just tell me
I stayed up all night with you, my love. I don't know what you did
You fall asleep and leave me alone
My love, I'm tired of this. I've wasted my life twice
You longed for water, so I longed for it. You humiliated me, and I let you
You're happy to humiliate me
An hour of my night passed and destroyed my strength
And you piled on the trouble and sorrow with your staying up late
Isn't it enough that you kill me?
An hour of my night passed and destroyed my strength
And you piled on the trouble and sorrow with your staying up late
Isn't it enough that you kill me?
This isn't a state to be in, waiting for your beauty
I turned into nothing, and the sorrow rose to my eyes
Let me collapse and leave me alone
Is it possible that you didn't feel my love attacking your house?
My love, my source of misery. Asking for your love is a problem
You've made me old with staying up late
Is it possible that you didn't feel my love attacking your house?
My love, my source of misery. Asking for your love is a problem
You've made me old with staying up late
My joy is that they hate me. This is what you have accustomed my eyes to
All my suffering came from you. You are the cause of all my wounds
You've made a scandal of me