Tel3eet ya mahla nourhee


Come on let's fill it and go milking the milk of the buffalo
He crooked(adjusted) his cap and told me "sing me a song"
Offer me a rose and tell me oh beautiful bride
And his sweetness is like sugar and a jasmine in his hand
He came closer to me told me oh sweety alabaster bride





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