Tuesday, December 11, 2007

هاتى إيدك


من زمان عايش بعقلى وقلبى رافض فتح بابه

سبب مخاوفه كان اللى شايفه من الحب ومن صحابه

لكن إنتى إزاى فى لحظة خطفتى قلبى قولى ليه

علشان عرفتى أسرار مشاعرى انا قلبى أهه مادد إيديه

قربيلى ..

هاتى إيدك ..

نرقص رقصة للحياة

بسمة منك ..

ضحكة منى ..

إحساسى سافر منتهاه

دانا كنت شايف الحب لعبة قلبى ده مش قدها

كنت أخاف أخطى خطوة عقلى قاللى عكسها

عمرى ماتخيلت موقف عقلى مش راضى عليه

لكن إنتى هزمتى عقلى وبسمتك ضحكت عليه

قربيلى ..

هاتى إيدك ..

نرقص رقصة للحياة

بسمة منك ..

ضحكة منى ..

إحساسى سافر منتهاه


قربيلي - وسط البلد / كلمات: اياد ابو بكر

7 comments:

  1. يا سيدى يا سيدى
    يا بختها بأى
    lol

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  2. شكرا لمشاركتنا الشعر الجميل
    اعتقد اني بقالي كتير مرحتش الساقية
    تحياتي

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  3. يااااااااااااااااا رب
    يكون بجد مش كلام اغنيه

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  4. فعلا الأغنية دى جميلة جدا

    تحياتى لك

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  5. يا عم عز متسيبك من العك داه اللي بيسموه أغاني و اسمع الكلمات ديه

    The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land
    Plumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky:
    A man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers,
    But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking

    He's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise
    In his youth or a dream, he can't be precise
    He's chained forever to a world that's departed
    It's not enough, it's not enough

    His blood has frozen & curdled with fright
    His knees have trembled & given way in the night
    His hand has weakened at the moment of truth
    His step has faltered

    One world, one soul
    Time pass, the river rolls

    It's not enough it's not enough
    His hand has faltered

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  6. يا عم عز متسيبك من العك داه اللي بيسموه أغاني و اسمع الكلمات ديه

    The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land
    Plumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky:
    A man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers,
    But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking

    He's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise
    In his youth or a dream, he can't be precise
    He's chained forever to a world that's departed
    It's not enough, it's not enough

    His blood has frozen & curdled with fright
    His knees have trembled & given way in the night
    His hand has weakened at the moment of truth
    His step has faltered

    One world, one soul
    Time pass, the river rolls

    It's not enough it's not enough
    His hand has faltered

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  7. عارف في حاجات بتوصلك لحاله تبقي مبتسم فيها وشامم ريحه حاجه حلوه بتحبها


    حلوه اوي







    بجد

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