A3terf Lek - Mohd Abdu - Marmar - Khaliji - Arabic - Marmar перевод на английский

A3terf Lek - Mohd Abdu - Marmar - Khaliji - Arabic

لاهي نار ولاهي ماء .
ولاهي غيمه ولاضما
إن حكت . غنَّت سنابل مِن رضا
والسِّكوت . إن صار نيران الغضا
يارِضاها . وقَّف وناظر شوي
شِف غلاها . كيف سوَّى بشخص حي
كيف حي ولالِقاها . وإن لِقاها
مابقى بيدينه شي . غير إنَّه يحتريها
آه . مِن قلبي نصحته
بس عيَّا ينتصح نبضه يبيها
آه . مِنَّه ليه عيَّا
ليه عزَّم . يترك الكون ويجيها
ماعرفت القى لِهذا القلب حلَّ
الجواب أقفى بظلَّه وارتحل
مابقى لي . غير إنتِ ياغريبه
يارحيل . العمر فيني ياحبيبه
يارِضاها . وقَّف وناظر شوي
شِف غلاها . كيف سوَّى بشخص حي
كيف حي ولالِقاها . وإن لِقاها
مابقى بيدينه شي . غير إنَّه يحتريها
سولفي للنَّاس عنَّي
قولي إنَّي . ماعرفت أختار من قلبي يحبَّه
سولفي للنَّاس إنَّي
ماعرفت . اقرأ وجوه الحاضرين مِن الأحبَّه
أعترفلك . إنَّي فِعلاً ماعرفتك
وماقِدرت أوصل مع قلبي لِحل ومافهمتك
تجمعين الضِدَّ في كِل الأمور
غامضه مرَّه . ومرَّه مثلِ نور
تِشبهين ايَّام . أوقات الخريف
وتمطرين أحيان . إحساسِك زهور
صدِّقيني صِرت مِن بعدك أخاف
وأعتِرف إن الخِلاف واسِع طريقه
وإنَّنا ما نِلتقي . في أي شي
فينا إختلاف . وللأسف هاذي الحقيقه

A3terf Lek - Mohd Abdu - Marmar - Khaliji - Arabic

Not fire, nor water.
Not a cloud, nor a fog.
If she speaks, wheat stalks sing with pleasure.
And silence, if it becomes the fire of Al-Ghada.
My dear, stop and watch for a while.
See how expensive she is. How she treated a living person.
How is he alive without meeting her? And if he meets her,
He has nothing in his hands except that he burns for her.
Oh, I advised him from my heart,
But his pulse could not be advised, he wants her.
Oh, why can't he?
Why is he determined to leave the world and come to her?
I couldn't find a solution for this heart.
The answer followed in its shadow and departed.
I have nothing left but you, oh stranger.
Oh, my beloved, my life left me.
My dear, stop and watch for a while.
See how expensive she is. How she treated a living person.
How is he alive without meeting her? And if he meets her,
He has nothing in his hands except that he burns for her.
Talk about me to the people.
Tell them that I didn't know how to choose who to love from my heart.
Talk about me to the people.
Tell them that I didn't know how to read the faces of those present from my loved ones.
I confess to you that I really didn't know you,
And I couldn't reach a solution with my heart and I didn't understand you.
You gather opposites in all matters.
Sometimes you're mysterious, and sometimes you're like light.
You resemble days, times of autumn.
And you sometimes rain, your feelings are flowers.
Believe me, I have become afraid after you.
And I confess that the difference has opened its way.
And that we do not meet in anything.
We are different, and unfortunately this is the truth.