أحمد قعبور ... بدي غني للناس
Ahmad Kaabour أحمد قعبور| Original | English version by Layla Anwar |
| أحمد قعبور ... بدي غني للناس اللي بليله غرقان.. سارح بهالنجمات يتأمل انه في .. مين عم يفكر فيه الي هربان من الحرب خوفا سابقها لبعيد لما تسأل علي صار؟ امها تقلا ما في شي في موت.. بصرخ ما بيطلع صوت في موت.. كيف بغني ومالي صوت بدي غني للناس الي ما عندن ناس وكانوا هني الأساس لكن كيف بغني كيف؟ وبدي غني لبلاد اهلها بغير بلاد ونسيت طعم الأعياد لكن كيف بغني كيف مين الي بيشن الحرب باسم حقوق الانسان بيعلنها باسم الرب وبايع ربه من زمان مين الي حول هالارض لكوكب بائس مجروح وبيطعنها طول وعرض والطعنة بتوصل للروح في جروح واصعب جرح.. جرح الروح في جروح يا عمي ما بدي روح بدي غني لولاد بعمرن ما عاشوا ولاد وبقيوا بهالدنيا ولاد بدي غني للناس | I WANT TO SING The one who is drowned in his night wandering in the stars hoping to wake up knowing someone is thinking of him and the one who has escaped war and her fear ran before her, when she asks what happened her mother tells her - nothing There is death I scream, no voice comes out there is death how can I sing when I have no voice I want to sing for the people who have no people yet they are the real ones but how can I sing ? I want to sing for countries whose people are in other countries and who have lost the taste of happiness but how can I sing ? Who decides to wage wars in the name of human rights and declares them in the name God when he has sold his God a long time ago Who has turned this Earth to a hopeless wounded planet stabbing it from all directions and the stabs reach the soul there are wounds and the hardest wound is that of the soul, there are wounds and I don't want to leave... I want to sing for the people who have no people yet they are the real ones but how can I sing ? I want to sing for children who never lived as children but remained like children in this world... but how can I sing ? |
