il ayam il 7ilwa, il ayam il 7ilwa, bit3adi bsawani
il ayam il 7ilwa, il ayam il 7ilwa, ma btirga3sh tani
6a3m il7ob tghayar, wa2t il far7 sghayar
akbar la7zet wid o 7ob o sid2 zamanha 2saiar
il 7ilw bitmara, il gar7 bitkarar
nigra7 ni2lem ni2sa o nizlem wighala6na biyitkarar
ili n7ibo benwada3o, ili f2idna bendaya3o - x2
wili naseena, 3ayesh feena, ili naseena 3ayesh feena
wili shareena benikhda3o, benikhda3o, benikhda3o
wala fil shida 7abaieb, wala fil dam3a araieb
kolo fgar7ak far7ak morak narak alamak ghaieb
7abl ilwod mesayeb, 6a3m ilzolm yeshayeb
zaman il sid2 o zaman il 6iba ba2et 7aga btit3ayeb
ma3na il7ob benzayifo, soo6 il7a2 benkatifo
wili dabi7na saken ro7na, wili dabi7na saken ro7na
wili gari7na beninsifo, beninsifo benisnsfo
mashia ildunia o dayra feeha marakeb sayra
nas fi marakeb dai3a o nas fi marakeb tayha we hayra
nas a7zanha shdeda, o nas sikitha bi3eeda
nas kol ma dam3itha btidbal ti6ra7 dam3a gdeeda
f3iz alamna wif gar7ina, benitkhala 3an ba3dina
f3iz alamna wif gar7ina, benitkhala 3an ba3dina
wadi ositna wadi 7ikaitna wadi ositna wasi 7ikaitna
inta wana inta wana inta wana
Translation:
Happy days, happy days, pass in seconds
Happy days, happy days, don't come back
the taste of love changed
the time of happiness isn't as long as it used to be
the hugest moment of truth
and passion has no more long time
the beauty becomes ugly, the pain is back
we hurt, cause pain, wound
and our mistakes are always the same
the one we love, we get seperated from
the thing in our hand, we lose
we seperate from the one we love
the thing in our hand, we lose
the one who forgets us is living in us
the one who forgets us is living in us
and the one who buys us, we betray him in the hard time
there is no more friends, in tears, no more lovers
all in your pain are missing
the rope of hope is short
the taste of betrayal is so awful
nowadays, truth and patience are awful
We fake the meaning of love, we tide the voice of truth
We fake the meaning of love, we tide the voice of truth
the thing killing us is living in us
the one who wound us, we are always with him
the world is still spining, having working vehicles
and others live in stopping vehicles
people having hard pains, people having sadness
people whenever their tears are wiped
they cry more in this pain
why we leave each other?
this is our story, this is our novel
this is our story, this is our novel
this is the story of you and me
il ayam il 7ilwa, il ayam il 7ilwa, ma btirga3sh tani
6a3m il7ob tghayar, wa2t il far7 sghayar
akbar la7zet wid o 7ob o sid2 zamanha 2saiar
il 7ilw bitmara, il gar7 bitkarar
nigra7 ni2lem ni2sa o nizlem wighala6na biyitkarar
ili n7ibo benwada3o, ili f2idna bendaya3o - x2
wili naseena, 3ayesh feena, ili naseena 3ayesh feena
wili shareena benikhda3o, benikhda3o, benikhda3o
wala fil shida 7abaieb, wala fil dam3a araieb
kolo fgar7ak far7ak morak narak alamak ghaieb
7abl ilwod mesayeb, 6a3m ilzolm yeshayeb
zaman il sid2 o zaman il 6iba ba2et 7aga btit3ayeb
ma3na il7ob benzayifo, soo6 il7a2 benkatifo
wili dabi7na saken ro7na, wili dabi7na saken ro7na
wili gari7na beninsifo, beninsifo benisnsfo
mashia ildunia o dayra feeha marakeb sayra
nas fi marakeb dai3a o nas fi marakeb tayha we hayra
nas a7zanha shdeda, o nas sikitha bi3eeda
nas kol ma dam3itha btidbal ti6ra7 dam3a gdeeda
f3iz alamna wif gar7ina, benitkhala 3an ba3dina
f3iz alamna wif gar7ina, benitkhala 3an ba3dina
wadi ositna wadi 7ikaitna wadi ositna wasi 7ikaitna
inta wana inta wana inta wana
Translation:
Happy days, happy days, pass in seconds
Happy days, happy days, don't come back
the taste of love changed
the time of happiness isn't as long as it used to be
the hugest moment of truth
and passion has no more long time
the beauty becomes ugly, the pain is back
we hurt, cause pain, wound
and our mistakes are always the same
the one we love, we get seperated from
the thing in our hand, we lose
we seperate from the one we love
the thing in our hand, we lose
the one who forgets us is living in us
the one who forgets us is living in us
and the one who buys us, we betray him in the hard time
there is no more friends, in tears, no more lovers
all in your pain are missing
the rope of hope is short
the taste of betrayal is so awful
nowadays, truth and patience are awful
We fake the meaning of love, we tide the voice of truth
We fake the meaning of love, we tide the voice of truth
the thing killing us is living in us
the one who wound us, we are always with him
the world is still spining, having working vehicles
and others live in stopping vehicles
people having hard pains, people having sadness
people whenever their tears are wiped
they cry more in this pain
why we leave each other?
this is our story, this is our novel
this is our story, this is our novel
this is the story of you and me