حبات التوت [7abat Al Toot] [English translation]

I am jealous like a child

What can I do? I am like that

She lights the insides of my ribs on fire

And my tears will almost fall

I am jealous like a child

What can I do? I am like that

She lights the insides of my ribs on fire

And my tears will almost fall

Act more like a cute spoiled girl

And be arrogant towards me

You're so cute

And your beauty is extraordinary

Oh, moon, move aside

And let her sit in your place

She is much more beautiful than you

And more

Pieces of cherry, be jealous,

of the cherries on her lips

Whoever eats them shall die

But oh, everything else is remedy

Pieces of cherry, be jealous,

of the cherries on her lips

Whoever eats them shall die

But oh, everything else is remedy

When they tell you they miss you

I feel that the words are small

They do not express my longing to you,

that is engraved in my heart

When they tell you they miss you

I feel that the words are small

They do not express my longing to you,

that is engraved in my heart

If they collect all the feelings of longing of all people

My longing would exceed them

It is a thing that a sane person cannot solve

They are the longings of a crazy lover

Who has the prettiest and most valuable eyes (meaning his beloved)

And he wishes nothing more than for her to be by his side

He does not care

Pieces of cherry, be jealous,

of the cherries on her lips

Whoever eats them shall die

But oh, everything else is remedy

Pieces of cherry, be jealous,

of the cherries on her lips

Whoever eats them shall die

But oh, everything else is remedy

I am jealous like a child

What can I do? I am like that

She lights the insides of my ribs on fire

• Artist:Wafek Habeeb