مفترق الطرق [Moftara2 El Toro2 ] [English translation]

Sometimes, I wake up in mornings and my heart is sad

I open my door and nostalgia carries me away

What I have bought is sold and what I have found is lost

And whom I have met is gone… and moaning is over

And I still say: the birds still tender,

the bees still buzz and the baby still laughs

Although not all people are happy

Dear, the taste of love is bitter and sweet

Now we are separated and we are no longer together

O agony, it is not fair we stay stranger like this

Remoteness is like a wound without a cure

And I still say: the birds still tender,

the bees still buzz and the baby still laughs

Although not all people are happy

That is what has happened and it is fate and destiny

Say farewell to the past and its big dream

Say farewell to the feasts… and to grieves

What is gone is gone and what is left is few

What can we do now dear friend,

As we are at a crossroad?

Other than looking forward towards the sun of our dreams

As it tears the thick clouds

And I still say: the birds still tender,

the bees still buzz and the baby still laughs

Although not all people are happy

• Artist:Majida El Roumi