Текст песни Hayyi-L-Biyya'in

Take me
to the peddler's quarter
O peddling woman
and sell me to my lover
in the vendors' square.

My next of kin
put me guard on the garden
they instructed me and said
that I must watch over
the garden
but my eyes dozed off
little by little
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and stole the orchards.

My mother has lost me
at the end of the crossroads
I wept but she didn't hear me
then I was taken by the crossroads.

Tell him to hear me
and return me to my mother
I'm afraid he'll lose me
and look for the pretty ones.

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