Natacha Atlas - Gafsa(грустная арабская...) | Текст песни

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Habet Riyahel Hobi fi bali
Tahdeeni Salam el habib X2
Tigouli ‘Erja3 ya Ghali
Ta3lel fourag wal il gharib’ x2

Goulet Hayali “Sharadat Hali,
Wa gounet manali sa3eed.”
Wa ttalet min bourja3 il 3ali,
Wou Galet Kilamah Ghareeb…

“Erja3 ya Hobb,
Mali fi dounya naseeb.
Inta hobi lakin,
Mish moumkin tkouni halali.”

Ah lel

Ya 3ayni, ya.

Khalas

The breeze of romance started blowing in my mind
Present me with the peace of my sweetheart.
You will say ‘Return my precious,
Forget the separation and the strangeness.’

My imagination will say ‘I wonder aimlessly,
And my ambition will be happy.”
And she appeared from the high towers,
And said strange words…

Return my love,
I don’t have luck (destiny) in this world.
You are my love then,
But it is impossible that you will be mine.

Oh night

Oh my eye, oh

It is Finnished.

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