Hekayat El Denie

[bad word]  [bad word] Min ‘3afwit 3eineya, nadahni 9ot b7ibo
A5adatni el7iniya, o s-hirt el laila b2orbo
O 9ar yigi 3abali ‘3ali, ‘3ali
3irifit 2eemit 7ali 3indon, o 3rifit sho ti3bo

Heik 7kayat eldini, bitibtidi mi elwaldani
Tayekbar 7ada lazim yit3ab 7ada
O sini bitsabi2 sini heik 7kayat eldini

Hal 9awt yislamli, ba3do snino jdad
O 3alsami yirsimli jwani7 fara7 awlad
Thikrayat kteera lama kint 9’3eera
Kanat 7ad sriri eldini tishta 9ala wa3yad
 [bad word]  [bad word] As my eyes were about to close (go to sleep), a voice I love called out to me
Tenderness took over me, and I spent the night beside him
And on my mind came a precious, a precious one
I found out my value to them, and how they tired themselves

These are life’s stories.. they start from birth
For someone to grow up, someone has to be tired out
And each year races the other.. those are life’s stories..

May this voice(*of a newborn*) be safe, his years are just new
And on the sky it draws for me, the wings of children’s happiness
lot of memories from since I was young
The world was next to my bed, going through winters, prayers, and celebrations