Текст и перевод песни Nessyou - Taghawssa

Taghawssa

اههها ياهه
سؤال ياما بهدلني علاش تانشوفو جهد النيف
ناشفا عندنا الهيضورا و زايدين بوها بالشتيف
بحال شي لحم بدات تجيف لي شمشمناه تايعيف
طاغية فكاسنا المرورة مغبونين كيجبال الريف

خالتي التي ترتدي الخمار
قالت لي غني براحتك بس هاتروح النار
بس انا بويا ماقليش فانا اعمل الصح
و اشرب حشيش

كل يزير بولونو بركانا من المونولوغ
الناس نطحو السحاب حنا مزال عند العشاب
تانسولو على بزق السونونو
هوما معاصرين مع الكرونو
حنا تانقرقبو فالناب مازال تانضربو
الحساب لشامهاروش و جنونو
خلاص فيقو تبولو
شعلات البولا خرانا مايمسحو رورو
ماتجمعو بالا حنا على العالم عالا
فالتعربيز تعليمنا عالي عايشين فعهد
النعالة مصنفين فااثلت الخالي
حتلان موطورنا خاري
تانتعناو بالتاريخ من برى بدر هاري
من الداخل واقع مرير
مزال تانخلصو ليطاري
كتب كريم حنا خصنا بيطاري
الشعير و السيكاليم
الكبت فدمنا جاري
تانتلهفو على الحريم
اللي شاف شي نص عاري
تايgلبها فيها عبد الحليم

ستي الت لي البنات بيلبيسو فساتين
ستي الت لي البنات مايلعبوش فالطين
وخالتي التي ترتدي الخمار قالت لي
غني براحتك بس هاتروح النار و انا بويا
ماليش فانا اعمل الصح و اشرب حشيش

انختم بالحاصول
اللي بغا التغيير يبدا من راسو
هاكا وصانا الراسول
علاش فدمغنا لاصوص
صابون و غاسول
مجتمعنا كاسول
عندو دصيصا فالمخيخ
كشي زرام بكاغول
متهته من ضلو خايف
بيناتنا قاريين حسايف
تانبدعو فالتزمام
ماثرين فينا الخرايف
الطنز و حكايات زمان
تا من تفكيرنا مزمال
حنا سيتيرناة الماي
غاع اللي دار شي شوية المال
تاتبان لو فلا لة و مالي
واهلي فين الناس تلالي (واهلي)
وصلو العلالي حنا تالف لينا لالي
ساسنا سارد و بالي
تغول داكين يباري
من السم شاربين شباري
حالتنا تشفي و ماكاين باش نشبها ليك
شادين طريق الهلاك
محكومين بالشلل
تانساينو شي ملاك
الوقت اللي بالالات
الناس تايسبحو بالفلاك

ستي الت لي البنات بيلبيسو فساتين
ستي الت لي البنات مايلعبوش فالطين
وخالتي التي ترتدي الخمار قالت لي
غني براحتك بس هاتروح النار و انا بويا
ماليش فانا اعمل الصح و اشرب حشيش

Taghawssa

Ah ah ah yeah
Question that always bothers me, why do you see the effort of the niif?
We have a lot of worries and they are increasing with the cold weather.
It's like meat that starts to smell, it's the one we sniffed out that's tiring us.
Our glass is overflowing with bitterness, we are cheated like the mountains of the countryside.

My aunt who wears the hijab
told me, "Sing as you wish, but the fire will go out".
But my father didn't teach me, so I do what's right.
And I smoke hashish.

Everyone roars in their own color, a volcano of monologue.
People are touching the clouds, we are still with the grass.
You sing about the drizzle of the sonono
They are contemporary with the chrono.
We are getting closer to the nap, we are still getting hit.
The account for the shamahrouch and his madness.
Finally, wake up, you are going to pee.
The sparks of the bula have dried us out, they don't wipe away roro.
Don't gather, we are on top of the world.
In the arabization, our education is high, we live in the era.
The sandals are classified in the empty space.
Our motor is out there.
We are helped by history from afar, by Badr Hari.
From the inside, a bitter reality.
We are still paying for the plane tickets.
Karim's books, we need a plane ticket.
Barley and sickle.
Repression is flowing in our blood.
We are panting after women.
Whoever sees a half-naked woman.
He falls in love with her like Abdel Halim.

My mother taught me that girls wear dresses.
My mother taught me that girls don't play in the mud.
And my aunt who wears the hijab told me
Sing as you wish, but the fire will go out and my father
Doesn't matter, I do what's right and I smoke hashish.

Let's end with the harvest.
Whoever wants change should start with himself.
That's what the messenger advised us.
Why are we stuck in our brains?
Soap and laundry detergent.
Our society is a fool.
He has a lot of crap in his brain.
Something dirty, with a bag.
He's afraid of his shadow.
There are literate people among us, that's a shame.
We are inventing ourselves in the commitment.
We are influenced by superstitions.
Jokes and stories from the past.
Even in our thoughts, we are stuck.
We are the water that is drying up.
Everyone who has a little bit of money.
He starts to show off his possessions and his wealth.
Where are my people, they are having fun (my people).
They have reached the heights, we are stuck in our own sorrows.
Our foundation is solid and my mind.
The gluttonous ones are getting ready to fight.
We are drinking poison from the gutters.
Our situation is sad, there is nothing to compare it to.
We are following the path of destruction.
We are ruled by paralysis.
We forget about the angels.
The time when with machines.
People are swimming with the flotillas.

My mother taught me that girls wear dresses.
My mother taught me that girls don't play in the mud.
And my aunt who wears the hijab told me
Sing as you wish, but the fire will go out and my father
Doesn't matter, I do what's right and I smoke hashish.