Asmahan - Come My Darling
My darling come follow me
Look what's happened to me
In your absence
I'm sleepless and obligated to confide in your specter
Who could equal you?
I'm holding in my passion, and my passion is consuming me
And I have no father or mother or uncle to complain to about the torment of your love |  |
My soul, heart, body, mind and beauty are in the palm of your hand
I don't know what do you with you teasing me and rejecting me
Why should I hide my passion when it is consuming me?
I'll complain, cry and speak, and perhaps, my dear, your heart will soften
I send letters and write responses complaining to you, dnd it hurts
I've been silent, patient and satisfied with this state from the start
I'm holding in my passion, and my passion is consuming me
And I'd give you my life and soul for you, my family, everything I own
And you don't ask
أسمهان - يا حبيبي تعال