نادر الشراري : الغربة

the words :

Strange and oh strange

Wounds, distress and anguish

And the atmosphere of Adnat did not affect it

My love, Wink and Winnie

You see, my heart has lost its patience

And my eyes lost the lesson

And your wound is a big wound

And I have enough

Tired, be patient, tired, be patient

I say I'm fine and how are you?

I try to draw laughter and I appreciate it

What is riding on the lost dear

Lord, protect me from distress, Lord, protect me

Your absence is a wound that weighs me down

I miss you as big as the sky and bigger

It is forbidden that you repel and cut off my prayer

Turn on my motor and go

And console my wounded heart

And flatter, O beloved soul

And the wound increases my wound

I fear death will take us

And we are what brings us together

Baby, don't interrupt us

I asked you not to leave me

O night of sadness, O night

And my Lord, I don't have any tricks left

My eyes sleep at night

He wakes me up and hurts me

From the first night of difference

And my eyes drowned in her tears

And my distress is still up

He increases and does not guide me

Your absence is bitter and the wounds of absence are something

I feel like I'm between the world right now

My darling, with you, is safe, and it does not last long

See you coming and going on my mind

The absence of the one you love is cruel and oppressive

I wish I didn't love you

From the first day I fell in love with you, I started staying up

And I was the simple function of Sali

What did I see in your absence?

Majak longing for your loved ones

Hopefully, what's wrong with you?

I lost you out of my sight

I'm tired of you

Come and see them with your eyes

And see what is between you and me

It stays between you and me