No2as Amoori - Ya Sham3tey [*]

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    sohuda said:

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    I've noticed that no one requested this beautiful song, so here it is, one of the best and the most sad songs ever! I never knew that lyrics can fit music in such a way, ook enough about the song, here's a link to listen to it:
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XZbHP28Q_y0
    and here are the lyrics:
    ya sham3te (oh my candle) by No2as Amoori

    طفاج القدر يا شمعتي .. خلاني اجر بحسرتي !!
    6afach el kadar ya sham3tee, khlany ajor b5asretee
    destiny put you out my candle, it made me (go through longer sorrow)

    شلي بهالعمر يادنيتي .. محسود على حظي وقسمتي
    shely bhal3omor ya denytee, m5sood 3la hathy w kesmeti
    what is there in life, oh my life, I'm envied on my luck and share (of this life)

    فص ملح و ذاب مابين ايديا وراح ..
    fos mel7 w thab, ma bain edaya w ra7
    a bit of salt and it melted in my hands and got gone
    شباب وغاب ماتهنى يوم وارتاح !!
    shbab w ghab, ma tehana youm w erta7
    youth and its gone, never was (he) happy nor comfortable
    ياشمس الدنيا والقمر .. أنا أدفع شبابي والعمر
    ya shames el dunya w el gomar, ana adfa3 shbaby w el 3omor
    oh the sun of this life and the moon (meaning you are), I'm pay (or sacrifice) my youth and my life
    لو يرجع اضمه و اعتذر .. ويشوف شسوا بيا القهر
    law yrja3 adoma w a3tether, w yshof shsawa beya el kahar
    if he/she came back i'd hold him/her and apologize, and he/she'd see what sadness has made of me

    *hsa bel a5eer t6la3 translated already lol
    The hours of pain have yielded good,
    Which prosperous days refused;
    As herbs, though scentless when entire,
    Spread fragrance when they’re bruised.
     
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    ELEEF said:

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    Merci kteer la ilek sohuda
    Yep it's a very beautiful song indeed
     
  3. sohuda's Avatar

    sohuda said:

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    3afoan Eleef, nice avator btw
    The hours of pain have yielded good,
    Which prosperous days refused;
    As herbs, though scentless when entire,
    Spread fragrance when they’re bruised.