I could listen to Abdelwahab's music all day and never have enough of its beauty... There's a subtle sadness, a nostalgia in it, as in films of the same era, as though the composer knew that nobody would come after him, and that it would be finished for ever. Luckily, we have films and recordings, so we can watch and listen, but still there's this sadness, that we will never witness such a booming artistic time, that our parents and grandparents were able to live. Oh, how I wish I could travel in time, and watch Samia dancing, and listen to Abdelwahab and Um Kulthum and Asmahane...
une chanson culte et éternelle 💕 toute mon enfance et m'a jeunesse 💕 une époque formidable 💕 repose en paix 💔 Mohammed Abdel wahab 💔 ont ne t'oubliera jamais tu à marqué l'histoire de la chanson et la musique arabe 💔👍👍👍👍👍👍👍
English Lyrics: 3asek el rouh - Lover of the soul Why..why..why is my night too long? O my eye! Why..why..why are my tears running ? O my eye! Why did my beloved ones abandon me ? O my eye! Why can they sleep and you can't ? O my eye! O night! my eye complains of lacking of sleep and the cup in my hand is filled of my tears, O night! How many dawns did wake me up and did i wake them up to repeat our oaths ? and even my tear quit sleep and is awaken on my cheek to supplicate in the space to the one who occupies my mind the one who takes me away from playing on my broken oud [sad melody] i gave up on my existence to him and i have never lived for myself I quit my happiness ..for him and i will always live ..upon his memory O night! you're my witness! I'm like a visitor to his world ...like the morning and the evening O night! and all of that has happened while you're forgetting me and am next to you so often I have tried to get closer and make you hear my complaint but you're high in the sky and am on the earth,i couldn't reach you so i embraced my complaint and taught my soul to be patient and to live on hope I practiced my love for you in a temple i built it between my soul and my heart and its monk was non but a hope which is hopeless i lit the candle to the others and its fire cauterizes my ribs and i'm willing to give up on my soul to my soul for love of the soul is infinite but love of the body is mortal love of the body is mortal
You ar right . As the greatest Egyptian composer he has created dreams for many millions of people who have loved his amazing music. I heard this song sith his 80 man orhestra through a short wave radio some 60 years ago and despite not uderstanding the words the music would give wings to one's imaginations. Fortunately most his fanous creations like Al Gondol Annahrol khaled and Ya Msafer Vahdak are now avialable in RU-vid. Thank you and RIP Maestro
Thanks Mr Dukali - After all we have to accept that these songs belong to the past and the youth today (who translate the songs) have other musical interests - and obviously there are many new young singers like Nanncy Ajram and others.
Nancy Ajram is quite pleasant, and Sherine Abdelwahab even more, as well as many other artists with beautiful voice and talent, but it can't be the same, never ! Anyway, thanks for sharing !
Many thanks for sharing, I looked a long time for this song, not having the possibility to write in Arabic alphabet, and I am so happy to have found it !!!
Look , I know you wrote this comment 11 years ago xd,but it would be amazing for you to see someone responded after one decade xd , someone here in comments put the song translation so I just copied it here❤️ I hope you have still this account so you can see my comment and I hope you feel good alwaysssss ❤️❤️❤️ Greetings from Egypt ❤️❤️ English Lyrics: 3asek el rouh - Lover of the soul Why..why..why is my night too long? O my eye! Why..why..why are my tears running ? O my eye! Why did my beloved ones abandon me ? O my eye! Why can they sleep and you can't ? O my eye! O night! my eye complains of lacking of sleep and the cup in my hand is filled of my tears, O night! How many dawns did wake me up and did i wake them up to repeat our oaths ? and even my tear quit sleep and is awaken on my cheek to supplicate in the space to the one who occupies my mind the one who takes me away from playing on my broken oud [sad melody] i gave up on my existence to him and i have never lived for myself I quit my happiness ..for him and i will always live ..upon his memory O night! you're my witness! I'm like a visitor to his world ...like the morning and the evening O night! and all of that has happened while you're forgetting me and am next to you so often I have tried to get closer and make you hear my complaint but you're high in the sky and am on the earth,i couldn't reach you so i embraced my complaint and taught my soul to be patient and to live on hope I practiced my love for you in a temple i built it between my soul and my heart and its monk was non but a hope which is hopeless i lit the candle to the others and its fire cauterizes my ribs and i'm willing to give up on my soul to my soul for love of the soul is infinite but love of the body is mortal love of the body is mortal
