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THE PLACES
The places all look forward for you
and the eyes across which your image has been drawn
the Nostalgia that creeps through me towards you
not only me my (Potential Love)
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Every thing near me reminds me of a thing
Deeper in my voice and laughs I owe you a thing
Even if life fades away,
The sun of mine
and
your moon shall never go away
Look at me as I examine you
everyday…
see how patient I am now and yesterday
The places
all
Yearn for you
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The feelings
In your absence
melted every voice
and
the nights
due to your
tortures
converted silence
into worry
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الأماكن كلها مشتاقه لك!
والعيون اللي انرسم فيها خيالك
والحنين اللي سرى بروحي وجالك
ماهو بس انا حبيبي ....
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the places all for you yearn
and the eyes upon which the figure of you has been drawn
the Nostalgia that goes through me to you
not only love
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كل شئ حولي يذكرني بشئ
حتى صوتي وضحكتي لك فيها شئ
لو تغيب الدنيا عمرك ماتغيب
شوف حالي آه من صبري علي
الاماكن ... الاماكن ... الاماكن
الأماكن كلها مشتاقه لك!
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Every thing near me reminds me of a thing
Deeper in my voice and laughs I owe you a thing
Even if life fades away your sun shall not to disappear
Look at my case … see how patient I am on me
The places
all
Yearn for you
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المشاعر في غيابك .. ذاب فيها كل صوت
والليالي من عذابك .. عذبت فيني السكوت

Within the feelings, in your absence, Melted every voice
and the nights due to your Torture
disturbed in me the silence
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وصرت خايف لا تجيني لحظه يذبل فيها قلبي وكل أوراقي تموت
وآه آه آه ... لو تدري حبيبي كيف ايامي بدونك تسرق العمر وتفوت
وآه آه آه ... الامان وين الأمان؟؟؟ وانا قلبي من رحلت ماعرف طعم الأمان
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Now I fear that a moment would occur (appear) where my soul may fade away and the fragrant (Scent) may disappear
Oh … Oh … Oh
Only If, dear, you know
How the days,
Since you left,
Steal my life
And disappear!
Oh … Oh … Oh
Where is the peace?
Where is the peace?

If my heart
Since you left
Never felt very safe
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ليه كل ماجيت أسال هالمكان اسمع الماضي يقول:
ماهو بس انا حبيبي ....
الاماكن ... الاماكن ... الاماكن
الأماكن كلها مشتاقه لك!
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How come
Every time when I come
To those places
I hear my past echoing me:
It isn’t, dear, only me
Every place … every place
and spaces are longing for you.
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الأماكن اللي مريت أنت فيها ... عايشه بروحي وابيها .. بس لكن مالقيتك
جيت قبل العطر يبرد ... قبل حتى يذوب في صمتي الكلام وأحتريتك
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The places that I and you have been through
Still dwelling within my soul, they will never go
I came to you before my Cologne evaporates
Before even my words melt down in the silence
And waited!
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كنت اظن الريح جابت
"عطرك يسلم علي"
كنت اظن الشوق جابك
"تجلس بجنبي شوي"
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I thought the wind may bring your perfume to say hello to me
I thought the longing may convince you to sit a bit next to me.
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كنت أظن ... وكنت أظن .... وخاب ظني!!!
وما بقا بالعمر شئ ... وأحتريتك
الاماكن ... الاماكن ... الاماكن
الأماكن كلها مشتاقه لك!
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I thought and thought
Vain turned to be what I thought
There isn’t much time left to live
But I waited
in those places
Places … places
Vain turned to be what I thought
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Even children know how to sing the song I like:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ugTf3GJqNhg&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?NR=1&v=K50TcVDukcw&feature=endscreen
Professionals of course know how to sing it:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vMo7dY5qCuU&feature=related
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There are many pleasant voices in life that I had the pleasure to listen to.
Here is the original golden throat, the Ziriab of the sunset times. The voice that created many other voices:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mztgfvpiECI

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Kzv46Aloto&feature=endscreen&NR=1

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Kzv46Aloto&feature=endscreen&NR=1