A keresés eredménye oldal 2

I Beg You Bee Eater

I beg you oh bee-eater bird
You are journeying in their direction
Say hi to my loved ones for me
And tell me how they are and what happened
 
On the hills of the forgotten sun
On the leaf of the yellow sycamore
We fly and soar higher little by little
While the world becomes smaller
And with the fig orchards, October calls, my darling
So often with the silence of the turtle doves, I hear your voice call me
My night and my fear is that some night my family will wail
Secrets tire me and secrets sadden me, my darling
 

The Bus

Versions: #3
I'm used to your eyes
I've been lost and lonely because of them
Your eyes are black
And you don't know what they do to me
 
Upon the rumble of the bus that was carrying us from the village of Hamlaya to the village of Tannourine I remembered you, oh Aaliyah, and I remember your eyes
God damn your eyes are so pretty Aaliyah
 
We were riding the bus in this heat and dying of exhaustion
One guy's eating lettuce, another guy's eating figs
And there's another guy with his wife
Wow, his wife is so ugly
Lucky them, their minds are completely empty, the Tannourine passengers
They don't know your eyes, Aaliyah
They're so beautiful
 
We were riding the bus, riding without paying
Sometimes we shut up the door for the driver
Sometimes we shut up the passengers
That guy who's here with his wife, he's turning red and his wife is dizzy
I swear he'd let her get out by herself at Tannourine if he saw your eyes, oh Aaliyah
They're so beautiful
 

when he was bending

Versions: #2
when he was bending (this means he is dancing or doing something graceful)
My love, his beauty struck us
Something about it captivated us
beauty, as soon as he began to bend
 
My promise, oh my confusion, my promise, oh my confusion
Who could be the one to alleviate my sufferings in love, from my torment, except the one of beauty
Oh mercy, oh mercy, oh mercy
 

Your Oud is Resonant

Versions: #2
Your oud is resonant
Lemme here the sound of your oud
Play it again, keep playing it
Lemme here the oud
Play it loud again and again
 
Strum and keep strumming
Tell me this tune is for you
A true song and more beautiful than words
Play a tune that enters my heart
 
All these people have gathered around the sound of your strings
That string is sensitive, quit playing on the same string (what she is saying here is that he's really hit her soft spot with what he's playing, and the underlying meaning is that she's in love with him and she's really affected by what he's playing)
You've really moved me
Play it again and again
 
Strum and strum hard til you wake up everyone
Night is not for sleeping here it's for staying up late
You play so well, play for us
 

The Bees' Path

You and I often stood in the plain
On the blue sky's lines the bees's path was plain
Leaning on my front door I saw an early one
Supplying from the forest's flowers, back and forth she went
Sad and not so sad she went on buzzing
During noon's quiteness, she broke off the longing
 
If you're going to leave me baby and forget me baby
Always remember me and remember the bees' path
 
Over the shadows, the path of the bees that fly
Drawing circles and on air writing lines
Over the castles, way above the castles
Higher than mountain tops writing lines
 
If you're going to leave me baby and forget me baby
Always remember me and remember the bees' path
 

We only stay

From the day my country in the wave was born, we were together
To the day my country in the cloud fades, we are going to stay together (x2)
 
Your crown is from wheat, your reign is the sky
Your citizens love you until the sun turns cold, and the days reach to an ending
 
From the day my country in the wave was born, we were together
To the day my country in the cloud fades, we are going to stay together (x2)
 
Your crown is from wheat, your reign is the sky
Your citizens love you until the sun turns cold, and the days reach to an ending
 
For the people’s ashes that disappeared, for the slave of the history
For the black stones that were left from the walls (x2)
 
For my mother’s pocket napkin on the houses’ doors
I’m writing to my country, a country that never dies. Never dies!
 
And you, yes you, from the day that you existed
 
I drew you pines, martyrs, and pigeons
And I drew you my country, a country of peace. Peace… (x2)
 
From the poor and the fishermen nets, freedom is coming
And from the sculpted sun in the eyes of the oppressed, freedom is coming (x2)
And from the lost sea from the ghettos
And from the martyrs of the earth, who died for the earth
Their faces are forgotten!
 
Victory is coming and freedom is coming (x3)
Victory is coming!
 

Tik tik oh mother of slayman

Versions: #2
Tik tik tik oh mother of slayman
tik tik tik where have your husband been?
tik tik he was in the field
he was picking peaches and Pomegranate
oh my miss 'bdoor'
look at the moon how it spins around
and the waiter wants the sun
and the sun is in the corals necklace
oh my uncle lamberjack
let's play on the door
and the neigboor wants the Buckwheat
and the buckwheat is in the Mill
oh grandpa ,grandpa of the snow
your Beard covered the Meadow
and the air wants a camp
and the camp needs trings
how we feeded them buckwheat and zea
how we watered them parfumed water
oh uncle the Corvus make your daughter marry me
 

Visit me Every Year

Visit me every year once
It's unfair that you forget me totally
Visit me every year once
It's unfair that you forget me totally
 
Oh how I fear,
for the one who wished you good night
made you forget
And made you grow harsh
I never ever forget you
It's unfair that you forget me totally
You forget me totally
 
Visit me
It's unfair..
It's unfair..
It's unfair..
 
Let me know if you have any questions about my translation. Good luck.
Vel

Ana La Habibi

Versions: #1#2#3#4#5#6#7
I am my lover and my lover
O white bird did not ask
There is no limit and no end
I am my lover and my lover
 
Habibi Ndhni Qali Shti Raha
She returned to Yamama and apple blossom
I am on my door and my morning
And with your eyes Rabie Nour and Hali
 
And my lover, Jet, asks me no question
From my sleep stole me from the peace of mind
I am on Darbo and Darbo p beauty
O sun of love