Seeret El Hob - Shaimaa Elshayeb перевод на английский

Seeret El Hob

طول عمرى باخاف من الحب وسيرة الحب وظلم الحب لكل أصحابه
وأعرف حكايات مليانه آهات ودموع وأنين والعاشقين دابوا ما تابوا
طول عمرى بأقول لا أنا قد الشوق وليالى الشوق ولا قلبى قد عذابه
وقابلتك انت لقيتك بتغير كل حياتى
ما أعرفش إزاي انا حبيتك ما أعرفش إزاى ياحياتى
من همسة حب لقيتنى باحب وأدوب فى الحب وصبح وليل على بابه
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فات من عمرى سنين وسنين شفت كتير و قليل عاشقين
اللى بيشكى حاله لحاله واللى بيبكى على مواله
أهل الحب صحيح مساكين
ياما الحب نده على قلبى ما ردش قلبى جواب
ياما الشوق حاول يحايلنى واقول له روح يا عذاب
ياما عيون شاغلونى لكن ولا شغلونى
إلا عيونك انت دول بس اللى خدونى وبحبك أمرونى
أمرونى احب لقيتنى باحب وأدوب فى الحب وصبح وليل على بابه
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ياللى ظلمتوا الحب وقلتوا وعدتوا عليه قلتوا عليه مش عارف إيه
العيب فيكم يا فى حبايبكم أما الحب ياروحى عليه
فى الدنيا ما فيش أبدا أبدا أحلى من الحب
نتعب نغلب نشتكى منه لكن بنحب
ياسلام ع القلب وتنهيده فى وصال وفراق
وشموع الشوق لما يقيدوا ليل المشتاق
يا سلام ع الدنيا وحلاوتها فى عين العشاق
أنا خدنى الحب لقيتنى باحب وأدوب فى الحب وصبح وليل على بابه

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يا اللى مليت بالحب حياتى أهدى حياتى إليك
روحى.قلبى.عقلى.حبى كلّى ملك ايديك
صوتك.نظراتك.همساتك شىء مش معقول
شىء خللى الدنيا زهور على طول وشموع على طول
الله ياحبيبى على حبك وهنايا معاك الله يا حبيبى يا حبيبى الله الله
ولا دمعة عين جرحت قلبى ولا قولة آه
ما بقولش فى حبك غير الله الله يا حبيبى على حبك الله الله
من كتر الحب لقيتنى باحب وأدوب فى الحب وصبح وليل على بابه

The Secret of Love

All my life, I've been afraid of love, the tales of love, and the injustice of love to all its companions.
I know stories full of sighs, tears, and moans, and lovers who withered, never repenting.
All my life, I've said no, I am not equal to the longing and nights of yearning, nor is my heart equal to its torment.
Then I met you, and I found you changing my whole life.
I don't know how I loved you, I don't know how, my life.
With a whisper of love, I found myself loving, melting in love, day and night at its door.
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Years and years have passed in my life, I've seen many, few lovers.
Those who complain about their situation to themselves, and those who weep for their melody.
The people of love are truly miserable.
Love called to my heart many times, but my heart didn't respond.
Longing tried to coax me many times, and I would say to it, "Go away, torment."
Many eyes have preoccupied me, but none have captivated me,
Except for your eyes, only they have taken me and commanded me with your love.
They commanded me to love, and I found myself loving, melting in love, day and night at its door.
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Oh, you who wronged love and spoke ill of it, and said things I don't know what.
The fault is in you, or in your lovers, but love, my soul, is innocent.
There's nothing in the world, absolutely nothing, more beautiful than love.
We tire, we struggle, we complain about it, but we love.
Oh, the heart and its sighs in union and separation!
And the candles of longing when they bind the night of the yearning one.
Oh, the world and its beauty in the eyes of lovers!
Love took me, and I found myself loving, melting in love, day and night at its door.

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Oh, you who filled my life with love, I dedicate my life to you.
My soul, my heart, my mind, my love, all of me belongs to your hands.
Your voice, your gaze, your whispers, something unbelievable.
Something that made the world flowers all the time, and candles all the time.
God, my love, for your love and my happiness with you, God, my love, my love, God, God.
Not a single tear has wounded my heart, nor a word of sorrow.
I say nothing in your love but God, God, my love, for your love, God, God.
From the abundance of love, I found myself loving, melting in love, day and night at its door.