Текст и перевод песни Nancy Ajram - Ebn El Arandali

Ebn El Arandali

بسسس بس
ايه؟
انتي يا
لئيم ليه بتبص لي؟
اموت انا
يا قديم يا ابن الارندلي
حلنجي لعبي وماشي على السلك
ولا عمره فرق ذاك من تلك
عامل حنين ومسهوك
وجاي ملهوف متلهوج
الوش ده بأه لا يا حبيبي بأه متلبسوش متلبسوش
متلبسوش وانت جايلي
يلا يا ابن الارندلي
حلنجي لعبي وماشي على السلك
ولا عمره فرق ذاك من تلك
عامل حنين ومسهوك
وجاي ملهوف متلهوج
الوش ده بأه لا يا حبيبي بأه متلبسوش متلبسوش
متلبسوش وانت جايلي
يلا يا ابن الارندلي
اسمعني بس يا عسل
جاي تشتغلي تستغفلني
ولا انت جاي بتستهبلني
شوف يا بابايا لو ليك ضحايا
مش هابقى منهم لو تقتلني
جاي تشتغلي تستغفلني
ولا انت جاي بتستهبلني
شوف يا بابايا لو ليك ضحايا
مش هابقى منهم لو تقتلني
والنعمة لو بايه حلفتلي
بسسس بس
زبدة يا اخواتي زبدة
ليه ليه بتبصلي؟
يا ارض اتهدي
يا قديم يا ابن الارندلي
طاوعني بس
موطي صوتك ليه يا برنس
تعبان يا ناس متقمص انس
الكحل من العين يتألف
بجد يتعب ويغلس
عاملي فيها قال رشدي اباظة قال
قولوله ماشي قولوله ماشي
قولوله ماشي ده اللي علي علي
يلا يا ابن الارندلي
حلنجي لعبي وماشي على السلك
ولا عمره فرق ذاك من تلك
عامل حنين ومسهوك
وجاي ملهوف متلهوج
الوش ده بأه لا يا حبيبي بأه متلبسوش متلبسوش
متلبسوش وانت جايلي
يلا يا ابن الارندلي
بسسس بس
خلاص بأه

Son of the Rogues

Cease, cease!
What?
You my sweet
Why do you stare at me so scornfully?
I am dying of love
O you relic, Son of the Rogues
A gadabout and tightrope walker
And never could discern between this and that
A lover who makes me sigh with passion
And you come to me all lovesick
That look of yours doesn't suit you, my precious. Don't don it, don't don it
Don't don it upon seeing me
Come here, Son of the Rogues
A gadabout and tightrope walker
And never could discern between this and that
A lover who makes me sigh with passion
And you come to me all lovesick
That look of yours doesn't suit you, my precious. Don't don it, don't don it
Don't don it upon seeing me
Come here, Son of the Rogues
Just listen to me, my love
Are you trying to deceive me and trick me?
Or are you coming to make a fool of me?
Look, my love, if you have had
I will never be one of them
Are you trying to deceive me and trick me?
Or are you coming to make a fool of me?
Look, my love, if you have had
I will never be one of them
I swear by Allah if you are lying to me
Cease, cease!
Now, my sisters, to the gist of it
Why, why do you stare at me so?
O Earth, open up and swallow me!
O you relic, Son of the Rogues
Just do as I say
Why do you speak so lowly, oh prince?
Oh people, he is worn out from acting like a human
Kohl tarnishes and flakes away from the eyes
Truly, it tires and grows dim
You act like Rushdi Abaza, they say
Tell him I will do as he asks
Tell him I will do as he asks
Come here, Son of the Rogues
A gadabout and tightrope walker
And never could discern between this and that
A lover who makes me sigh with passion
And you come to me all lovesick
That look of yours doesn't suit you, my precious. Don't don it, don't don it
Don't don it upon seeing me
Come here, Son of the Rogues
Cease, cease!
Enough now