Ya Benaye - Orphaned Land

يا بنية قوليلي مال عينش بتبكي

ما هربت و عليش ولا معي خل ثاني

للالاالاالااالااالااااا

يا وليد يا وليد حبك طبع وسط قلبي

كل ليله وانا باب بيتك مراعي

للالاالاالااالااالااااا

يا بنية قوليلي كيف اصبر قليبي

ليت والله وانتي تبصري كيف حالي

للالاالاالااالااالااااا

يا وليد يا وليد ياللي جعودك مخلبس

ليتني لك مصر اخضر على جبهة الرأس

للالاالاالااالااالااااا

O lady doth say to me

Why art thou eyes tearful?

I did not elope

And I have no other love

O lad O lad thy love

Is etched within my heart

Each night I wait at they doorstep

O lady say to me

How I may silent my heart

Will god make thee see my plight

O lad O lad whose curls are thick

Who shall give you a green scruff to cover thy brow

Oh girl, tell me why don't you cry

I did not run away and live, nor did I have a second vinegar

For aalaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Oh Walid, oh Walid, your love is imprinted in my heart

Every night I am at the door of your house

For aalaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

O my daughter, tell me how to be patient, my heart

I wish, by God, that you would see how I am

For aalaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Oh Walid, oh Walid, oh Walid

I wish you had a green Egypt on the forehead

For aalaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

O lady doth say to me

Why art thou eyes tearful?

I did not elope

And I have no other love

O lad O lad thy love

Is etched within my heart

Each night I wait at them doorstep

O lady say to me

How I may silent my heart

Will god make them see my plight

O lad O lad whose curls are thick

Who shall give you a green scruff to cover thy brow