نذوق من اغلى البشر طعم المراروصبرك عظيم تقدر تشوفه انتحارضيم في عينك مايفوقه اي ضيمكوكب وضيع في مسيره المدار
انت ايش يجبرك في اللي تبيهليه تتبع كل من خان وسفيهليه قلبك تحرقه بليا ناراتركه وما جاك ترى بكره يجيه
وفات ما قد فات وقلبك اتعبهوجف حبرك وانت شعرك تكتبهلا قرأ لك ولا هو اللي لك يجيداتركه الأقدار بكره تعذبهكوكب وضيع في مسيره المدار
نذوق من اغلى البشر طعم المراروصبرك عظيم تقدر تشوفه انتحارضيم في عينك مايفوقه اي ضيمكوكب وضيع في مسيره المدار
I've tasted bitter food from my throatAnd your patience must be great being able to go along with his disgraceThe grief in your eyes doesn't seemed to be any griefA forlorn star in its spherical journey
And what's forcing you adhering onto meFor what you chase up everyone who deceive and fool himFor what your heart burn in flames because of meLeave it,and what comes to you see with hate it comes
And gone what is gone,but your heart didn't let goYour story is dry ,and your song was written by youYou have no speech, and I don't expect you to have itI leave him the pots because of his disliked tortureI have tasted bitter food from my throatAnd your patience must be great being able to go along with his disgraceThe grief in your eyes doesn't seemed to be any griefA forlorn star in its spherical journey