Amine - Kindir

Tekst :

Melli chouftha eddatli aâkli zad habali Kindir
wa aala zinha manihani ya dallali Kindir
zinha ihabbel yaddi laakal yahssan aawni
wana aajbatni aajbatni aachakha galbi Kindir

Who s that girl ?
mine ja had ezzine mini
who s that girl ?
la taille ouzid el aâinine
who s that girl ?
chouf el galb chaal ehnine
who s that girl ?
hiya eli neddiha

Ouh
ilian lilian
ouh
ilian lilian

Tfoute aaliya nhass belkiya malkitsak
hata el hadra tetlef liya el galb bghak
rani khayef ila noualef watkhallini
watgouli li ella wan aiche ana fel aadeb

who s that girl ?
5.5who s that girl ?
hiya elli nebghiha

Ouh
ilian lilian
ouh
ilian lilian

Ouh
ilian lilian
ouh
ilian lilian

Igoulou el hob iaâdeb
yasseken el galb ouyaghleb
ana aachakte ezzine
slakha alaâmor wine
manakdar ana natharrab
ya galbi ellah ghaleb
rani nghir aalik
ghir enti elli nebghik

Ouh ouh ouh ouh

Ouh
ilian lilian
ouh
ilian lilian
ouh
ilian lilian
ouh
ilian lilian

who s that girl ?
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Inne utwory

  • Le chemin
  • 6 Cme sens
  • Femmes
  • Ronde de nuit
  • Win
  • Had lila
  • Sobri
  • Ma vie
  • Just Married
  • My girl
  • Finiki Amine
  • Losowe utwory

    Give it to you

    I don t care what you do
    I only care about you
    And i don t care what you say
    Are you coming my way
    And i don t care what your mama say
    And i don t care what your papa say
    And i don t care what your friends say
    I m gonna love you...

    My own monster

    I turn my head, there s nothing there
    All I own is my thoughts for my fears
    I close the door to keep out the bad
    I plug my ears to keep out these fears

    And I cry...

    So hold me close for I m so tired of holding myself
    So very tired and tired, tired...

    Bethlehem tonight

    Virgin Mary was laden with child
    The prophecy had been foretold
    The One who had come to save our lives
    Was born in the manger so low
    And as sure as the stars are in the sky
    Valleys low and mountains high
    The newborn...

    They die

    All tears restrained for years
    Their grief is confined
    Which destroys my mind

    An ode to their plight is this dirge

    Some yearn for lugubrious silence
    (It is the) serenity in the image of coffins

    Shall life renew these bodies of a truth?
    All death will he...

    Quiero estar junto a ti amor

    Tu coleccionista de canciones
    Dame razones para vivir
    Tu la dueña de mis sueños
    Quedate en ellos y hasme sentir
    Y asi en tu misterio poder descubrir
    El sentimiento eterno.

    Tu con la luna en la cabeza
    En lugar en donde empieza
    El motivo y la ilusion de mi existir
    Tan solo tu solamente, quiero que seas tu
    Mi lucura,...