كلمات شيلة ملهمتي محمد بن غرمان

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كلمات : ناصر الشهراني

تهادي في عيون الشعر بين الصف و الجمهور
عليك الله وأمانه ما اكتب اللي مايناسبها

على اللحن الطويل اللي بطرقه يشبه المجرور
واخلي من سمعها قال صح لسان كاتبها

قريرة عيني اخذيني على كيفك بدون شعور
انا من يدك هذيّه لهذي قبل صاحبها

انا وياك روحين ٍ بروح وحاسدي معثور
تموت بغلها حسّادنا والحقد متعبها

يابنت الطهر والعفه وملهمتي وبنت النور
معك وجه الحياه الفانيه تصفي مشاربها

على وجهك رسمت آمال عمري ياشبيه الحور
لو الباقي من الاياام تلقى من يرتبها

احب الفوضوّيه معك لامنهي ولامامور
تسير اقدام رجلي بالبساطه في مناكبها

ليا فلّت على ساحة نحرها الاسود المنثور
تضيع حروف شعري بين ساحتها ومرقبها

تعْرف إتخلي احساسي ليا مرت علي يفور
وانا لاشفتها فالحال نفسي ما اقدر اقضبها

رموش عيونها جيش ٍ معسكر من ثلاث شهور
تبي تستيسر اغلا ما املكه لاجيت احاربها

اروح بعيد وارجع لاني امحرّر ولا مخفور
مابين عيونها ويدينها قدام اطيح ابها

لو اني من رجال وفي علوم المرجله مخبور
لكن لاسلهمت بعيونها مانيب اقرّبها

ليا قام الهوى يلعب بغرتها تفوح عطور
يعج بحيّها من مشرق الديره لمغربها

محليّها الغرور وزينها بالذات يلعب دور
يحق إلها تباها بالحلا وانا مخربها

لو أسهب في مزعّلة النساء وازفها معذور
بيوت الشعر تطرب من تسمّعها وتطربها

دخيل الضحكه اللي لاضحكتيها وانا مكسور
تزين بعيني الدنيا وتضحك لي هبايبها

ماقبلك يامها والله غياب ولابعدك حظور
معك مانيب شايل هم ( حاظرها وغايبها )

English Translation of Song The words of Sheila, my inspiration, Muhammad bin Gharman

Lyrics: Nasser Al-Shahrani

Waddling in the eyes of poetry between the class and the audience
May God and His safety be upon you. What I write is appropriate

On the long melody, which in its ways resembles a drain
And evacuate those who heard it. He said the tongue of its writer is correct

The village of my eyes took me on how you are without feeling
I am from your hand, this is for this before its owner

I and you are two souls, and my envious soul is found
Our envy and hatred are tired of her mule

O daughter of purity and chastity and my inspiration and daughter of light
With you, the face of mortal life clears its paths

On your face I painted the hopes of my life, you look like poplars
If the rest of the days received from arrange it

I love chaos with you, neither end nor mamour
My feet are walking simply in their shoulders

Leah slipped on the square of her scattered black neck
The letters of my poetry are lost between its space and its observance

Do you know how to make my feelings for Leah pass me by?
And I did not see her, so I could not make her angry

Her eyelashes have been in an army camp for three months
Tbbi Tstser most expensive what I have to Ajit Aharbha

I go far and come back because I am liberated and not afraid
Between her eyes and condemn her before her father was overthrown

If I were one of the men and in the sciences of the boilermaker, Mkhbro
But I would not be inspired by her eyes, I would not bring her closer

Leah carried the fancy playing with her bangs smelling of perfumes
It is teeming with its neighborhood from the east of Deira to its west

Vanity sweetens it and adorns it in particular plays a role
God has the right to brag about it, and I am its ruiner

If I dwell on upsetting women and falsify them, he is excused
Houses of poetry make those who hear it happy and happy

Intruder laughter, which I laughed at, and I was broken
Adorn the world with my eyes and make me laugh Habaybha

What is before you, Yaha, and God is the absence, and the absence of your presence
With you, you don’t have to carry them (Hazharha and Ghaibha)

كلمات شيلة ملهمتي محمد بن غرمان