Текст и перевод песни NESSYOU - Hayat

Hayat

Mchojer, b7al chi mekbout 7abssah 7awya
Golt l'hayat kanebghik jawbatni nta b7al khouya
Derbatni b[?], menha tangoule ya3, tel3at 3ichorya
Storya mour storya, claque w ch7al men bounya
Ki ndir 7ta nefhemha, 3tiwni chi tutorial
Ya wil men ta7 f fomha, rak 3aref semmha, ga3ma 3endou tirya9
La9atna b chi byade9, l9elb machi byed
7ta ychoufouk f la merde, 3ad ygoulou très bien
Ghaba w fiha chi dyab, 7far chi byar
Te3ya te7di t7enntek smiytha dar l3ib, yak
Ta 7aja fiha ma dylek, nada ey!
Bla bina ghadya ghadya, ma 3labalha b 7ta chi 7edd
3e9liya d wa7d taghya, dalem ga3 ma tay7enn
F nadarek achno l7al?! ana ba3da 7aret, ekh! tfo 3liha 7ar
Ma 3endhach m3a lemssawya, khass'ha gha ma ddir mssalya
Wa7da w ga3ma mennha 100, li ja f tri9ha miam miam
Ma 3endhach 3amra f khawya, tbe3tiha temch lel hawya
Machi dyal ddir ti9a, gheddara 3el lmssayeb nawya
9adra tebb fiya ana wyak
M9owda narha kawya, 7sseb ch7al men wa7ed zawya
Ana be3da salat li yaw yaw (Ana be3da salat li yaw yaw)

Yak golt lik bent l'bitch
Ma 3endha sou9 tbehdel bik
Katkhellik ki ti7 f'bir, katechki yana chnou denbi
9adda b walo tbi3ek, wakha ga3 tkoun nbi
Ghowwet nta w bki, ga3ma 3la balha b nbi7ek
Jam3a ga3 l'gui7, fiha ghir l'guerre
Wjeh'ha cha7eb w cherrani, dyal chi chikh cheb3an nguir

Life

My words, like a caged beast, struggling to be free
I told life I love you, you answered like a brother to me
You struck me with [?], from there I yelled, it became a story
Story after story, a slap and how many wounds
When will I even understand it, give me a tutorial
Oh my, from under her tongue, you know her name, everyone has their own bullet
We met with a hypocrite, the heart is not a hand
Until they see you in the mud, then they'll say 'very good'
A forest with a wolf, dig a well
You're tired of challenging your desire, they call it playing the game, damn
Even a thing has its own path, damn it!
Without us, she goes on and on, doesn't care about anyone
My eyes on a lonely woman, dark, never singing
What's the situation in your eyes?! I'm still hot, ugh! spit on her fire
She doesn't have anything to do with the ordinary, she needs only to make mischief
One, and from her 100, who comes in her way, yummy yummy
She has no mercy in her heart, send her to go to the abyss
She's not the one to take a fall, she's strong in the face of new troubles
She can stand up to me, and you
Her fire is strong, count how many corners there are
I'm still praying every day (I'm still praying every day)

Damn, I told you, you're a bitch
You don't have a conscience to disgrace you
You leave me when I fall in a well, you ask me what's my sin
You sell yourself for nothing, even if you're a prophet
Strengthen yourself and cry, she knows about your lover
Gather all the bad, there's only war inside
Your face is pale and wrinkled, like a fat Sheikh's