Текст и перевод песни مشاري العفاسي - Ana El Abd

Ana El Abd

أَنَا الْعَبْدُ الَّذِي كَسَبَ الذُّنُوبَا
وَصَدَّتْهُ الْأَمَانِي أَنْ يَتُوبَا

أَنَا الْعَبْدُ الَّذِي أَضْحَى حَزِينًا
عَلَى زَلَّاتِهِ قَلِقًا كَئِيبَا

(أَنَا الْعَبْدُ الَّذِي كَسَبَ الذُّنُوبَا)
(وَصَدَّتْهُ الْأَمَانِي أَنْ يَتُوبَا)

(أَنَا الْعَبْدُ الَّذِي أَضْحَى حَزِينًا)
(عَلَى زَلَّاتِهِ قَلِقًا كَئِيبَا)

أَنَا الْعَبْدُ الَّذِي سُطِرَتْ عَلَيْهِ
صَحَائِفُ لَمْ يَخَفْ فِيهَا الرَّقِيبَا

أَنَا الْعَبْدُ الْمُسِيءُ عَصَيْتُ سِرًّا
فَمَا لِي الْآنَ لَا أُبْدِي النَّحِيبَا

أَنَا الْعَبْدُ الْمُسِيءُ عَصَيْتُ سِرًّا
فَمَا لِي الْآنَ لَا أُبْدِي النَّحِيبَا

(أَنَا الْعَبْدُ الَّذِي كَسَبَ الذُّنُوبَا)
(وَصَدَّتْهُ الْأَمَانِي أَنْ يَتُوبَا)

(أَنَا الْعَبْدُ الَّذِي أَضْحَى حَزِينًا)
(عَلَى زَلَّاتِهِ قَلِقًا كَئِيبَا)

أَنَا الْعَبْدُ الْمُفَرِّطُ ضَاعَ عُمُرِي
فَلَمْ أَرْعَ الشَّبِيبَةَ وَالْمَشِيبَا

أَنَا الْعَبْدُ الْغَرِيقُ بِلُجِّ بَحْرٍ
أَصِيحُ لَرُبَّمَا أَلْقَى مُجِيبَا

أَنَا الْعَبْدُ الْغَرِيقُ بِلُجِّ بَحْرٍ
أَصِيحُ لَرُبَّمَا أَلْقَى مُجِيبَا

(أَنَا الْعَبْدُ الَّذِي كَسَبَ الذُّنُوبَا)
(وَصَدَّتْهُ الْأَمَانِي أَنْ يَتُوبَا)

(أَنَا الْعَبْدُ الَّذِي أَضْحَى حَزِينًا)
(عَلَى زَلَّاتِهِ قَلِقًا كَئِيبَا)

أَنَا الْعَبْدُ السَّقِيمُ مِنْ الْخَطَايَا
وَقَدْ أَقْبَلْتُ أَلْتَمِسُ الطَّبِيبَا

أَنَا الْعَبْدُ الشَّرِيدُ ظَلَمْتُ نَفْسِي
وَقَدْ وَافَيْتُ بَابَكُمْ مُنِيبَا

أَنَا الْعَبْدُ الشَّرِيدُ ظَلَمْتُ نَفْسِي
وَقَدْ وَافَيْتُ بَابَكُمْ مُنِيبَا

(أَنَا الْعَبْدُ الَّذِي كَسَبَ الذُّنُوبَا)
(وَصَدَّتْهُ الْأَمَانِي أَنْ يَتُوبَا)

(أَنَا الْعَبْدُ الَّذِي أَضْحَى حَزِينًا)
(عَلَى زَلَّاتِهِ قَلِقًا كَئِيبَا)

Ana El Abd

I am the servant, who has committed sins
And the wishes have kept him from repenting

I am the servant, who has become sad
Because of his mistakes, anxious and gloomy

(I am the servant, who has committed sins)
(And the wishes have kept him from repenting)

(I am the servant, who has become sad)
(Because of his mistakes, anxious and gloomy)

I am the servant, on whom has been written
Newspapers, in which the observer did not fear

I am the servant, who has done wrong, I have disobeyed in secret
So what is it to me now that I do not show grief?

I am the servant, who has done wrong, I have disobeyed in secret
So what is it to me now that I do not show grief?

(I am the servant, who has committed sins)
(And the wishes have kept him from repenting)

(I am the servant, who has become sad)
(Because of his mistakes, anxious and gloomy)

I am the servant, who is excessive, my life is lost
For I did not heed my youth and old age

I am the servant, who is drowning in the depths of the sea
I cry out, perhaps I will find a respondent

I am the servant, who is drowning in the depths of the sea
I cry out, perhaps I will find a respondent

(I am the servant, who has committed sins)
(And the wishes have kept him from repenting)

(I am the servant, who has become sad)
(Because of his mistakes, anxious and gloomy)

I am the servant, who is ill with sins
And I have come to seek the doctor

I am the servant, who is homeless, I have wronged myself
And I have come to your door, repentant

I am the servant, who is homeless, I have wronged myself
And I have come to your door, repentant

(I am the servant, who has committed sins)
(And the wishes have kept him from repenting)

(I am the servant, who has become sad)
(Because of his mistakes, anxious and gloomy)