Habibi ya 3aini
My Darling, my eyes (term of endearment)Oh my eyes, my nightsYou who's making my eyes not sleep (keeping me up)During my day and nights
Honnestly, I’ve missedI promise your eyesYou who's separated from usI Have missed your eyes.
In your presence, “the father or Darkness/Brounette”The night becomes more enjoyable (While we're sitting together it's more fun)And the beautiful one prolongs it's lifeAnd we sing "ya einee ya leil"
Singing is the life of the soulHeals the wounded heart
Let's dance and singAnd let's live in the most beautiful paradise
Come on, come on…Yalla, ya Baseim (name)Beat the drums for meAnd you, oh YasbeeImprovise a little for meAnd you oh music*Play yourself for me a littleDance for me you all