نخل سماوه يكول طرتني سماره

I sat on an ice bench,
She hides with tears the evening anthem.
silk dress shaken by the wind,
And whispered the nights wailing Fred.
He came towards her in the stillness of the range,
Like a night knight old Wafa.
He knelt near in sorrow in farewell,
It is as if the nostalgia for him has dried up.

O knight hiding the crucifixion in his eyes,
He carries the pain of battles on his shoulders,
And what a dream that cushioned his chest with dew,
Who are you, wandering in his hands?
The nights exhaust him with the edge of her swords,
And restore the spirit to him when you fall asleep,
As if fate had woven from their love,
An eternal story under the sky of his fire and water.

I fight when I love him and who loves him kills me
I skipped, but I didn't get past those eyes.
Behind your smile stand all the poets.

وحطو گلب ?

شوف ستوري قناه

? هذه همسة سرية للجميع يمكن للجميع رؤيتها

When I run I'll feel free, even if I'm running to hell.
Fleeing the sky like a bird escaped from its nest to get its strength.

اتفاعلوو وووو شبيكمممم