Текст и перевод песни Mehad Hamad - صوتك

صوتك

مفنود صُوَّتَكَ وَاُنْتِي مفنوده
لَوْ مِنْ النَّفْسِ اُعْرُفْ مِنْ اُنْتُ
صُوَّتَكَ يكفيني عَلَى الْخُدُودِ
تَكْفِي عَلَى الدُّنْيا اُنْتُ

مفنود صوتك وانتي مفنوده
لو من النفس اعرف من انت
صوتك يكفيني على الخدود
تكفي على الدنيا انت

يا دا العود الهند والعود
في سمعي وقلبي توطن
ابوظبي وهذا صياد الأسود
خطير في روحي تمكن

مفنود صُوَّتَكَ وَاُنْتِي مفنوده
لَوْ مِنْ النَّفْسِ اُعْرُفْ مِنْ اُنْتُ
صُوَّتَكَ يكفيني عَلَى الْخُدُودِ
تَكْفِي عَلَى الدُّنْيا اُنْتُ

انت اللذي باقي وموجود
هانوا عرب دونك ولا هنت
ثابت على ميثاق وعهود
للي يحبك بالوفاء صونت

حسنك حلو في ذالك العود
متفرد في وين ما كنت
اعتاب وخفوق خدودك
ورود تعطرني اذا كنت

مفنود صُوَّتَكَ وَاُنْتِي مفنوده
لَوْ مِنْ النَّفْسِ اُعْرُفْ مِنْ اُنْتُ
صُوَّتَكَ يكفيني عَلَى الْخُدُودِ
تَكْفِي عَلَى الدُّنْيا اُنْتُ

بين الحنايا للقدر عود
سكنت في جوفي وتطمنت
من كل محبه ومني الجود
اثبتلك بحبي وبرهنت

الا هلا عيونك السود
سكنتني فيها وامنت
اكمنك حبيبي صرت مفنود
ومن نفس بعرف من انت

مفنود صُوَّتَكَ وَاُنْتِي مفنوده
لَوْ مِنْ النَّفْسِ اُعْرُفْ مِنْ اُنْتُ
صُوَّتَكَ يكفيني عَلَى الْخُدُودِ
تَكْفِي عَلَى الدُّنْيا اُنْتُ

Your Voice

Your voice is lost, and you are lost
If I could know who you are from the soul
Your voice is enough for me on the cheeks
You are enough for the world

Your voice is lost, and you are lost
If I could know who you are from the soul
Your voice is enough for me on the cheeks
You are enough for the world

O you, the Indian lute and the lute
In my ears and heart you live
Abu Dhabi, and this is the lion hunter
Dangerous in my soul you are established

Your voice is lost, and you are lost
If I could know who you are from the soul
Your voice is enough for me on the cheeks
You are enough for the world

You are the one who remains and exists
Arabs have come before you and have not been humiliated, and you have not been humiliated
Firm on covenants and promises
For those who love you, you have preserved with loyalty

Your beauty is sweet in that lute
Unique wherever you are
The thresholds and throbbing of your cheeks
Roses perfume me if I am

Your voice is lost, and you are lost
If I could know who you are from the soul
Your voice is enough for me on the cheeks
You are enough for the world

Among the folds, the lute of destiny
You have taken up residence in my soul and you are reassured
From every love and from me the goodness
I prove to you with my love and I demonstrate

Oh hello, your black eyes
You have inhabited me in them and I believe
Because of you, my beloved, I have become lost
And from the soul I know who you are

Your voice is lost, and you are lost
If I could know who you are from the soul
Your voice is enough for me on the cheeks
You are enough for the world