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Al Fersan Al Arbaa - ما بحك جلدك غيرإيديك (Ma BiHekk Jildek Ghayr Idayk) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх


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Scratch Your Own Itch

What can one say?
Nobody's going to listen to you
No official, and no politician
Remove your thorns with your own hands
Our life now is like a chicken
afraid to lay eggs, in case they're needed later
Place your nerves in the fridge
Don't get worked up, or you'll miss it
Know for a fact that no one thinks about us
and you should scratch your own itch1
 
One time we traveled to Paris
It took us 3 hours
From my place to Tabaris2
My wife got pregnant 3 times
They tell me to calm down
Don't get angry, drive carefully
A traffic law without order
Congestion, insults, and words
 
The country is rushed with chaos
The roads are filled with holes
We pay twice for electricity3
We fill 2 tanks with water
And gasoline is like a saw
Going up and down day and night
The best job I can do
is to beg for money on the street
is to beg for money on the street
 
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What can one say?
Nobody's going to listen to you
Know for a fact that no one thinks about us
and you should scratch your own itch
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New prices daily
An announcement that contradicts another
And from that day, we're broke
These people are fed up
Try to pay the invoices on time
The monthly wage, gone in 2 days
If we're late to pay
They're the best when it comes to cutting [services]
 
No age benefits and no social security
And no value for human beings
Every leader in his own sect
Arranged for his own benefit
We've become like lambs
They slaughtered us like herds
Who said you're lucky if you have
a goat's shed in Lebanon
a goat's shed in Lebanon
 
Bribes, thievery, and corruption
The country's gone4 and we're the same
Unemployment, inflation and economic depression
The forests are burning
The groceries are adulterated
The environment littered with garbage
Kids getting high in schools
The smoke of hookahs and hoses
 
The sesame in the man'ousheh5
Tastes bitter, it's now counterfeit
I swear, the situation is unbearable
People are sick of it
And tomorrow, on the day of the meeting
You'll hear as many lies as you want
Nobody talks to anyone else
On the discussion table
 
What can one say?
Nobody's going to listen to you
No official, and no politician
Remove your thorns with your own hands
Our life now is like a chicken
afraid to lay eggs, in case they're needed later
Place your nerves in the fridge
Don't get worked up, or you'll miss it
Know for a fact that no one thinks about us
and you should scratch your own itch
 
  • 1. lit. only your hands scratch your skin
  • 2. A location in Beirut?
  • 3. To the Lebanese government (EDL) for limited hours, and to private generator owners
  • 4. lit. flew away
  • 5. Levantine flat bread with added toppings


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24.11.2024

EMILIA • WRONG ADDRESS





An old story, you and I, once in love, a perfect tie.
We were happy, heart to heart, but now we’ve fallen apart.
I’m just a memory—get used to it!
Go to her now, let anger hit.
 

Run away, just leave me be.
I’ve had enough of your lies, you see.
You deserve to be alone in pain
No turning back—it’s all in vain.
 

At night, you’d call me, craving more.
With her, was it better than before?
My number’s gone, don’t try to find,
I’ve left it all behind.
 

When I was hurting, where did you stay?
With someone else, you chose to play.
Drink all you want—it won’t make me care.
Search for me, but I’m not there.
 

Remember the days I hid my tears?
Now you burn with the same fears.
Keep your words, they mean no more,
You killed the love we had before.
 


24.11.2024

I will Win (I Wanna Be a Hero) credits version





Starting a long journey...
Opening a new page
 

I will win! (Win!)
Pokémon for the advanced!
(The advanced!)
I will win! (Win!)
I will touch the clouds...
And I'll prove to everyone...
Who's the best, the best in the world...
I will win!
Pokémon!
 


24.11.2024

Heavenly clouds





Oh, heavenly clouds, eternal wanderers!
Over an azure steppe, a pearly brethren
Akin to myself, you travelers hasten
From the dear north to course southern.
 

Then who is exiling you: is it fate’s verdict?
Is it the envy concealed? Is it malice in the open?
Or is there a crime that levees a burden?
Could it be slander by friends that is poison?
 

No, you are fatigued by fields that stay barren…
Foreign are passions to you and the suffering alien
Always cold-bloodied, always independent,
You have no homeland, know not of banishment.
 


24.11.2024

The solitary man of the night





The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
I have departed, solitary and dejected
Severed my heart from the all
The loneliest of the lonely, sorrowful and disgraced
The one alone and without a tomorrow, that is me
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
 

The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips
I have departed from your city
Packed my rucksack and left
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
 

The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips