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"Min Jouwwa" from Origine Orients
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"Saz Dance" from Origine Orients
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Origine Orients Song Translations

MECATALAVENIS (From Greek to English)
Do you understand
(ABAJI)

I want to leave
I want to leave far away
At the harbour
I don’t want to see you

Do you understand

Your eyes
Your big black eyes
Your eyes
They don’t have to cry

Do you understand
My love

 

TCHODJOUK GUITTE (From Turkish to English)
The child has gone (ABAJI)

In another country
The child has gone
Facing the sea
Facing feath itself

The mountains fill his memory
The waves fill his memory
The child has gone in his way

Because life is stronger
My eyes will see the sun


MENZ BABA (From Armenian to English)
Grand father Khosrou
(ABAJI)

Grand father Khosrou
If I had known from where you came
Near what sea have you grown

Khosrou Eram Amir Khosrou
Your name is his name
Hisname is your name

Who were your friends
Was it Melik, was it Malak
No real difference in the end

Grand father Khosrou
I know that one day
I will live what you have lived


MIN JOUWWA (From Arabic to English)
From inside
(ABAJI)

With the sun hiding under my eyelids
How can I see you with my eyes closed
Perhaps behind my lashes you are silhouetted
Still inside my heart, you are hurting me

From inside from inside

People tell me that this story is simple
Another girl will come between you and me
I try my best to open my eyes to reality
Still inside my heart I’m our prisonner

From inside from inside


RAYEHH (From French to English)
Leaving
(ABAJI)

Far beyond, where my heart beats
Beyond the sea, over the masts
I see a land, it might be mine
All of a sudden, images run in my head
A smell of thyme in the early morning
A whole world coming back from far away
A smell of thyme in the early morning
A whole world a mirage from away

Leaving and coming back
To where am I leaving, from where am I coming

From La Places des Canons to La place des Martyrs
Do we have to change names s owe never fight again
I walk through the city, I remember so well
Children with long lashes playing in a corner
I see myself so long ago
A ball in the hands running and running
I see myself long time ago
A ball in the hand, it is a mirage

Yes I see this land, it is mine
And my heart beats loud when I’m near
I walk and walk
In the steps of my father there for eternity
I have put my foot in his steps
And I am speechless

 



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