ماخذلني غير ظني
ليه اليوم من حسن ظني اعاني
دونك اقري يوم حروفك احتوني
واعزفي بنايك على جروح المعاني
في غيابك هالقصايد لوعني
كل نبض يمك يالغالي خذاني
انا ان قلت
ياعيوني استكني
كن النوم اقفى مع خلي ونساني
وهذا الليل ومض نجومه يلطمني
والهجير احمى نار الريح وكواني
ويا الاضاحي
ليه موتك
والعيون انذرن دمعي
ليه رحتن والصبح طول مساه
يعني ما انقبلت قرابيني وانا اسعي
مبطي المرسول وطول في بطاه
ولا يمكنه نساني
خذى قلبي والاماني
يمكن حروفي ما قراها
يالاضاحي
اعذريني
وانذرتني
ما قصدت الا الليالي وحذرتني
واهمست لي
في ليالي البرد قالت
اول ما دمعتي سالت
هذا اول القطر بجروحك
واول جذر ينتزع من جذع روحك
والطريق اللي سلكته
ملك قلبك ما ملكته
كف نذورك
وانطوي مثل القصايد في كتابك
والله انك ماتكتب الا لعيونه
وخل عنك
سوء ظنك
ما درت بك
لا تقدم هالاضاحي من احساسك
شوف راسك
كن جبل عكار اهداك العمامه
شاب راسك من غمامه
بدى ليلك
يسطع ونجومه زواهر
ولا انت ماهر ولا انت قاهر
واقول خلك
ولا تنادي
خلك في ليلك محلك
ولا تدور في المشاحي
انت من ضمن الاضاحي
يالاضاحي
اعذرني
مادريت ساء ظني بحسن ظني
Oh my doubt
Nothing let me down except my suspicion
Why am I suffering from my good faith today?
Take a read when your letters contain me
And play the flute on the wounds of meanings
In your absence, these poems hurt me
Every heartbeat, my dear, takes me to you
If I say, “O my eyes, be still.”
It was as if sleep had departed with my beloved and forgotten me
And this night, the flashing of its stars strikes me
And the desertion heated up the fire of the wind and stung me
Oh the sacrifices!
Why did you die?
And my eyes shed tears
Why did you leave?
And the morning is all evening
I mean, my offerings were not accepted while I was striving
The messenger was late and did not come
Or perhaps I have been forgotten
Take my heart and wishes
Maybe my letters were not read
O sacrifice
Excuse me
You warned me
She only went to nights and warned me
And she whispered to me
On cold nights she said
When you shed tears for the first time
This is the first drop in your wounds
And the first root pulled from the trunk of your soul
And the path you took
He owned your heart and you didn't own him
Stop your vows
And introversion, like the poems in your book
By God, you only write for his eyes
Leave it alone
Your bad opinion
She didn't know about you
Don't make this sacrifice out of your feelings
Look at your head
Like a mountain wearing snow
Your head has turned gray from its clouds
Your night has begun
It shines and its stars are shining
Neither are you skillful nor are you conqueror
And I say stay away
And don't call
Stay in the night where you are
And do not rotate in the streets
You are among the sacrifices
What a sacrifice
Pardon me
I never had a bad opinion of my good opinion
