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