You have left so early
I could not even tell you
O love, I have not forgot
I have not forgot that you…
You taught me to love you
And I loved my life that came from you.
You gave me so that I could sing
And I sang for you…
All what I have said was about you.
You awakened life in me;
Its eagerness calls you.
You made a 'voice' of me;
It looks like you.
It stems from your hand… from your eyes' glitter.
You are its dream… its secrets;
You are its sweetness… its bitterness.
You have left so early.
I am afraid to tell you:
You are the one who knows my pain
Capturing my voice and youth.
You are its dream… its secrets;
You are its sweetness… its bitterness.
And you will stay with me forever;
You are only mine…
O my wounded voice;
Its echo is husky
| | | بكير فليت
ما قدرت حتى قلك
آه يا حبي… أنا ما نسيت
انك علمتني حبك
أنا حبيت عمري اللي خلق منك
أعطيتني… غني، آه… غني
إلك غنيت
كل اللي قلته كان عنك
وعيت فيي حياة شوقها بيندهلك
وعملت مني صوت… صوت بيشبهك
طالع من ايديك
ومن لمعة عينيك
الحلم انت… انت سره
الحلم انت… وانت مره
بكير فليت
بيحرقني إني قلك
انت العارف عذابي
وحابس صوتي وشبابي
الحلم انت… انت سره
الحلم انت… وانت مره
وبتبقى العمر حدي
انت إلي وحدي
صوتي أنا المجروح
صداه مبحوح
بكير فليت
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