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Every Time It Blows (Cold Wind) - Muhammed Abdu

Every time the cold wind from the west blows...
The wind carries a greeting
And if you see Canopus in the width of the south... It hugged the symbols of love
You have a lover that you didn't forget... Their word is permanent
I ask God and beg him... To wake up to them in my day and the night
 
Everything that's beautiful, I witness it and you're far... My nicknamed lover, I wish you were with me
And if you stayed up the night, I chase after you and repeat... Are you making me weep, for you?
And you're the obsession of my thoughts.. and you're the joy for my eyes
O you who's close and you who's far, you're in yesterday and my present
 
Your entrancement is when you play with raindrops... And the drops are soused with you
And the clouds chase you between the trees... He who made beauty was creative with you
The dew is on your cheek, and it became perfume from your touch
And the wind sang a song... Your smile arouses it
Every time my eyes hug a vision of you... O you who's loved more than all visions
I said there's nothing like you in the world that describes you... No, really, there's no descriptions for you
Neither a cloud or the rain... Neither wind or flowers, neither birds or flowers.. And neither with the rest of the humans
 

Forget Me

Forget me in the same date you remembered me
I can't live the rest of my life in illusions
the face of time frowned and its blaming increased, don't blame me
The oppression of love overwhelmed me and it ended years of patience and dreams
I want to sleep like a naïve child and don't wake me up
I want to rest from some difficulties and from the game of days
 
I asked for you, I had some preciousness inside of you
abandon me, the heat of abandoning is so much easier than the illusion if it lasted
bye to a time that passed without being wonderful to me
the light of moon and sun relaxed because I haven't lighted in a year
sing to me and love me from there with the longing
and don't come near here, the place got narrow by the crowd of feet
my love plays the most sublime poems in my collection
I chose to go away and silence and loneliness are my only titles
and if you want to visit me, come!! but only in dreams
 

From the beginning of time

From the beginning of of time these is the act of days
dulcet days are never enough
sweet nights skulk like dreams
the dust of time have been told about me so he hide it
me and my obsession not sleep yet picturing the past to amuse myself
despite my well I take another look at my past
as camels my thoughts stall to whosoever calling
getting warm my cold bones in the distance of his light
and water runs in my veins until saturated
if your time is clear drink thirsty
drink before it mixed with mud
Even after long time in peace how fast misfortune will cross your way
Even if your beloved became crazy about you
Horses may go wild with time
 

A Sin

Hey you! lovers make a lot of mistakes
And the one who truly loves her partner will forgive him
Blocking me from your life like this is a sin
Till when should I have wait before this broken heart can get healed?
 
You! who have abandoned me
You have hurt a heart that loves you, didn't expect that from you
If I don't love you, I wouldn't have gone through this path
And I wouldn't have chosen your eyes to be my haven
 
I'll probably make more mistakes in the future, and I'll repent again and again
The true partner is the one who accepts my faults
If your lover 1 can't forgive your mistakes 2
Then don't expect that a hater of you will find you excuses
 

• 1. (the one that knows you the best)
• 2. (and find excuses for your actions)

“Whatever troubles that soul is reflected, magically, in the poetry. Reading Arabic poetry, therfore, is not an idle excercise. It is a trip inside the Arab soul.”

I MISS YOUR TIME

put me under In your eyes
see through how the world could be
better than my longing and your madness
when I come to you as guest for one day
I really miss your time
I miss your posture your embrace your kindness
put me under In your eyes
see through how the world could be
 
oh my heart and soul
I'm tired of hiding away my yearning
there are a crowd of people around me and I can't find the time or the chance for meeting
I really miss you
I miss your posture your embrace your kindness
 
I wish I could carry you and travel
leave this world and emigrate
so you know for your eyes
how much risk I could take
I really miss your time
I miss your posture your embrace your kindness
put under In your eyes
see through how the world could be
 

Our Love is Over and Gone

Our love is over and gone
Let me be in peace
Don't agitate wounds
that I've forgotten inside
Whom are you coming back for?
And why are you still here with me?
You found me doing well,
So you're bringing me a catastrophe
 
You're bored of me and my love
So why did you come back?
At the time when I needed you
Why didn't you come for me?
I'm sick of facing death
alone without you
Deep inside I've forced myself to forget you
[But] I don't want to forget you
 
Go back to our separation
And keep crying and longing
You are the one who chose separation
You thought it was a good thing
 
Let me forget you
I don't want to talk to you
Don't remind my eyes
Of what they saw with you
You have no feelings
And your treachery is immeasurable
You tortured someone
who has made you reside in their own eyes
 
You have never told me one day
I love you
Oh you've given me so much pain
May God give you pain
 
May He give you pain
Because your intentions were never pure with me
It's true I haven't forgotten you
But It's almost as though I have
 
Oh, crying has become worn out
What is crying good for?
It doesn't heal wounds
And it won't revive what's dead
Go, May God be with you
Let me forget you
The years spent with you
were years that went in vain
 
What you did to me
is something even my enemies didn't do
As much as you were loved
You are now hated
Hated, and you're love is gone
Don't ask me where it went
You have treated it unfairly
Go long for it
 
Let me know if you have any questions about my translation. Good luck.
Vel