Текст и перевод песни Ratchopper feat. 4lfa - Garden

Garden

Oxygène, obligé netnafes oxygène
Moush khayef meli jey moush habeb nogood hors sujet
Barsha hamajia habeb nekhou tkika fil hadika
Shajra khadh′ra khazra tekfi tfahamni lahkika
D'origine, nahna jina men tin d′origine
Nettaka aal 'ardh nghamedh aini n'chargi énérgie
Imagine, tiish fi kesset hob maa essohob
Bla jnahat ′ettir w badenk maa rouhek yattahed
Matahki el hata had rihet el ward a ta tnassik
Yaraka twali farasha jé lekhrif mbaad essif
La hal idoum shnaamel bih klém ennés lioum
Nartéh ki nasmaa ettabiaa mataarefsh tloum (yeah)
Dhahka nadh′hak'ha bil hak, damaa tah′bet aa blaset'ha
Kelma nahkiha men galbi, manmessesh bidi nfassed′ha (yeah)
N'ghadhi aini n′ghadhi aini ashkél w alwén
Mandhayaash maahom wakt eli galou awhém
Wakti mayemshish kh'sara nalga noktet lettissal
Bini w bin rouhi w maa el mouhit baid aal enfisam
Baheth aa tawazon (yeah) baheth 3la rahet béli
W idha rahet sahet labdén ezzmén mayarjaa el teli (yeah)
Nekhedh estiraha lahdha n'khammem felli dhaa
Zayed nahbes fa lidha, badel ennidham (yeah)
Késsi naabi beli aandi ntafi edhaw ala el faragh
Nejtahed nkhadem mokhi el haja om el ekhtiraa (yeah)

Garden

Oxygen, no choice breathing oxygen
I'm not afraid of what's to come I don't like anything off topic
Water of the sky I like that we are alone in the garden
Green tree, green leaves, please understand my accent
Originally, we came from mud, originally
We clean the earth, we close our eyes and recharge energy
Imagine, you are living in a love story with your companion
Without the bird's wings and your body is united to by itself
You talk about the mistake what perfume do you have to breathe
Tomorrow you becoming a butterfly after the summer
So long as it lasts we are going to pick the word of the day
We discover when we listen to nature you do not know how to touch (yeah)
Laughing I laugh at it with the right, because you like your place
Every word I say from my heart, not touching with my hand finished it (yeah)
I look at my eyes, I look at my eyes, shapes and colors
I am ignoring them when they say illusions
When time does not move, loss, we find the point of the connection
Between me and my soul and the environment is far from self
Seeking for the balance (yeah) seeking for my peace of mind
And if the hour of longing comes, bones may return to their earth (yeah)
I take the break until I warm my comfort
Stop breathing, so, change the system (yeah)
My story I want you to know I am breathing on the emptiness
I try to serve what is the brain, the mother of the innovation (yeah)