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I have a problem, don't listen
Oh stars in the sky
Years have disappeared by stealing me from me
Love, love, I became a slave to the curse of love
My life is so short, how cruel are the years
My heart does not listen, it says give me what I love
Whoever sees this state, he says don't love again
Oh, I turned from the face of love to the hair of the Arab
Solve me Arab hair
Solve me Arab hair
Solve me Arab hair
This is my medicine
All my life
This is my flower
It's a pretty flower
this is beautiful
It's like you
Not at all
This is my mother




My hair is wet, the snow is falling
The seasons have no taste, my spring is left with you
You left me without a trace, you didn't even let me know
You both ruined yourself and made me yours
My heart doesn't listen, it gives me what it loves
Whoever sees me like this, says don't love me again
Oh, I turned from your love to your Arab hair
My hair is wet, the snow is left with you
You both ruined yourself and made me yours
My heart doesn't listen, it gives me what it loves
My hair is wet, the snow is left with you
You both ruined yourself and made me yours
My hair is wet, the snow is left with you