السكة مش طويلة
The path is not long
فاضل على الحلم خطوة
I am one step away from the dream
وهعدي في يوم وليلة
And I will cross in one day
لكن خايف يا بكرة
But oh tomorrow, I am afraid
جايز على قد خوفنا
Maybe as much as we are scared
فرح الايام يشوفنا
The joy of our days will see us
وينور كل ليلة
and light up every night
الحلم اللي انتي فيه
The dream that you are in
زي الايام بريئة
is innocent like our days
امتا بكرة نلاقيه
When will we find it in the future?
امتا هيكون حقيقة
When will it become a reality?
لكن على قد ما احلم
But as much as I dream,
الشوقة في قربك ارحم
the feeling of longing when you are close is more bearable
م البعد ولو لليلة
than our separation even for one night
ابتسامة رسمالي بكرة ضحكة
A smile that paints tomorrow for me as a laugh
وفي ايام الملامة
And in the days that are full of blame
بتكوني طريق و سكة
you are my road and my path
يا بكرة تعالى بكرة
Oh dear tomorrow, come tomorrow
وارميني في كل فكرة
And throw me onto every idea
تخلق من الخوف وسيلة
that creates means out of fear1