اهوى الصباح فانني
في ظله انسى اكتئابي
I love the morning, for in its shade
I forget my sorrow,
وكأنما هو قطعة
رجعت اليّ من الشباب
As if it were a piece
Of my youth returned to me
اهوى الصباح فانني
في ظله انسى اكتئابي
I love the morning, for in its shade
I forget my sorrow,
وكأنما هو قطعة
رجعت اليّ من الشباب
As if it were a piece
Of my youth returned to me