Текст и перевод песни Wezza - Folaz

Folaz

لاقت إرسال التشويش حرك دش
مش ناسيين مين هيصحي الضمير
بجري عل بيت مستقيم
يوسين بولت يسابقني بيشحر بنزين
وزن الكلام مش خفيف
عين القرين مش يقين
خدلك جمب بطل نم شغلي هم
ورايا افتكر مين هيصحي الضمير

فلتقل خيرا او تصمت
قاريك من بدري من غير Password
عورتك واشتكيت هات فاول
معشي جريشة من الاول

معروف بطبعه Safaaf
معروف يوسف ساب المجال
بيدربني علخطة الجديدة
ازاي أرقصكو كولكو في لباس

كام كام؟ خلص كام؟
١-٠ الاكتئاب كسبان
مخلص تبديلات باتهان
حمدي قلد اميتاب ده ذكاء
قلبي تاب من زمان
كان عالكلام سفاح

خبر عاجل لسة جديد مش لذيذ
مرض نادر يقضي على الضمير
طالع نازل زي شخص ساذج
في دفاعه بيهاجم و في تعامله غشيم

وقفت عند بنزينة
لقيت كريم بيناديلي
فكرني جي عايزه يمضيلي
فهمته انها فكاستلوه مش هتيجي

مش هتيجي مش هتيجي مستني الامل يمسك ايدي
و يوديني south new guinea
أو يجبلي جيني we العايزه تعمليلي
أقولك تؤبريني بهيك النظرة تقبلي المجاملة
أنا مش شايف لو لازمة
كلام فارغ كله مناهدة بقيت بتكلم زي الاهل
قفلت اللاب خدت الباب و قمت أكلت تشيكن راب
فدخلت المجال على بال مستني بتاع الدليفري مجاش
ورقة و قلم قمت كاتب خيال سامع كلام؟ هرش بيروسول و ادخل أنام

قدامي في وشي بيبتسملي
و من ورا ضهري بيكشرلي
مش عرف ليه متضايق مني
أنا واحد كافي خيري شري

تفكيري إكتئاب ده ال عدا و فات
وال فات ألو مات مش محتاج كمادات
لو عليه مش زاب من نجاح ل نجاح
من ال ناس ال بتراب وزة قالها في تراك
في إلي يطرطر فال لباس مش هبص لل ناس
هبص على ال إزاز شايف نفسي فولاذ

Folaz

< Dear, I heard some disturbance in the transmission and I want to tell you some things while I remember them.
I know it is you who awakens my conscience
I'm going down a righteous path
Usain Bolt sprints right past me and fills me up with gasoline
The weight of my words is not light
Never trust appearances, my love
Come and sleep next to your hero and ignore them
Remember, It is you who strengthens my conscience

Speak well or be silent
I saw you in my dreams long ago, without any password
You hurt your wife and you called a foul
I saw this coming from the very beginning

I've always been known for my clarity
Youssef left his field long ago
He taught me a new strategy
How to make all of you dance in your clothes, my darling

How many? That's enough, how many?
One-nil, depression has won
I'll finish the substitutions with ease
Hamdy Quld imitating Amitabh Bachchan, now that's smart
My heart repented long ago
My words used to be deadly, my love

A breaking news story that isn't savory at all
A rare disease that kills the conscience
Going up and down like a naive person
Attacking in his defense and clumsy in his dealings

I stopped at a gas station
And Karim called out to me
Reminded me of a girl who wanted me to sign something
I told him that she was an idiot and she wouldn't show up

She won't come, she won't come, I'm waiting for hope to take my hand
And take me to South New Guinea
Or bring me a girl that does what I want
I tell you to respect me with your stare and you accept it
I cannot see if you are lying
Empty words, all of them are rebellion, you started talking like my parents
I closed the laptop, grabbed my things, and went out to eat chicken wraps
I entered the field thinking that the delivery guy would arrive
With a pen and paper, I wrote my imagination. Hear this, love? My lyrics are like the Bic pencil, and I will go to sleep now

He smiles at me in my face
And behind my back, he glares at me
I don't know why he is upset with me
I am enough, my goodness is plenty

My thoughts are depressing, but that's in the past
And the past is dead, it doesn't need any bandages
I am not afraid to go from success to success
From the people who bring down the game, he said it in a track
In the ones who chatter in their clothes, I won't listen to them
I'll step on the glass and see myself as steel