Her Tom Dewê - Naser Razzazi

It's hard to say You love some one Its hard to say you dont Its hard to learn To trust someone But its hard to be without. So if u think u love some one Try, try, try Because That one maybe your only one So if you love her Think only of her Take the time tell her today And when Without her Everything is harder Take the time Drop everything Go tell her today For every King You'll find a queen That keeps his kingdom strong Oh if love is the food that feeds my heart Then baby Sweet baby I'm hungry now Oh So if you think you love some one Try, try, try Because that one may be your only one. So if you love her, Think only of her, Take the time tell her today. And when with out her, Everythings harder Take the time Drop everything Tell her today Tell her Tell her Tell her Tell her Tell her...

I defy the crooked little smiles of them I defy the beady little eyes of them Execution of a useless plan Execution of a useless man I defy the crooked little smiles of them I defy the beady little eyes of them Execution of a useless plan Execution of a worthless man I defy the beady little eyes of them I defy all the crooked little smiles of them Execution of a useless plan Execution of a useless man M-I-S-S-I-N-G, oh God M-I-S-T-E-R-Y, oh God I defy the crooked little smiles of th- (oh-oh!) I defy the beady little eyes of them (ah!) Execution of a useless plan Execution of a worthless man M-I-S-S-I-N-G, oh God M-I-S-T-E-R-Y, oh God I defy all the crooked little smiles of them

She want me to leave her (BrentRambo) But I do bad all by myself Touch they soul, they gave me the key I got 'em hangin' from my belt Being a lean addict ain't so cheap Pretty girl scared when she see me sleep All of my raps I talk about tracks But I be saving my life in these Jeeps, hm, ayy Told her "You don't know me either" "But Tune, you be speaking your soul through music" "Niggas be getting high all 'cause of you" "You ain't even want that type of influence" Niggas be jokes, I'ma laugh to the bank I'ma spend your cheap-ass chain on drank Cartier frames gon' hide my high G63 got me feeling like Faith I drove hot Hellcat to Detroit East side bitch say she see it everyday Chicago bitch don't let me get high Well you need to stay your ass out of L.A Perks in the new whip, we ain't goin on dates I'm in Magic City with the racks, not a cape Almighty So, a bitch, blew my high Folks get money off road like a range Where all this money gon' go if I die? This bitch think her percs is safe Almighty So, a bitch blew my high I got a few more yerks anyway She want me to leave her But I do bad all by myself Touch they soul, they give me the key I got em hangin' from my belt Touch they soul, they give me the key Touch they soul, they give me the key, ooh She don't want me to leave her, uh But I do better off by myself, hm She don't want me to leave her, uh She don't want me to leave her, uh She don't want me to leave her, uh But I do better off by myself Touch they soul, they give me the key I got it hangin' from my belt, ooh She don't want me to leave her Woah, woah, ayy Ayy, she don't want me to leave her Woah

There must be something about her That you love, don't you, dear? Something about her She was kinder to me than most girls would ever be I'm over the moon and I'm sad to see it end so soon Oh, what have I done? I've never thought this way for love Convinced that it is all because There must be something about her That you love, don't you, dear? Something about her terrifies all my fears She sits in a smile, with eyes looking through What's the point of all this music, if I'm not here to dance with you? There must be something about her It'd be wiser for me to run away from all I see I can't resist, what good is love if not to miss Your hands or your eyes or the way that yours just look in mine? I'd die to live for any little part of this There must be something about her That you love, don't you, dear? Something about her terrifies all my fears She sits in a smile, with eyes looking through What's the point of all this music, if I'm not here to dance with you? There must be something about her (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Must be something about her

بۆ هێشتت ببم بە خۆشەویستت؟ کە جێت دەهێشتم بەبێ هۆی ویستت بۆ هێشتت ببم بە خۆشەویستت کە جێت دەهێشتم بەبێ هۆی ویستت! تۆ نەتدەزانی بەهاریش دەبەی! دڵم بە جارێ بێ لانە ئەکەی! برینێکی وات لە دڵ کردمەوە و تا شادی ئەوسات لەبیر بردمەوە! هەر یادت ماوە (هەر یادت ماوە) یادت ژیانە (یادت ژیانە) لە یادنامەی من (لە یادنامەی من) شیرینی گیانە (شیرینی گیانە) دونیاش هەر بە تۆ قەشەنگ و جوانە ئاخ، چەند جوانە! هەر یادت ماوە (هەر یادت ماوە) یادت ژیانە (یادت ژیانە) لە یادنامەی من (لە یادنامەی من) شیرینی گیانە (شیرینی گیانە) دونیاش هەر بە تۆ قەشەنگ و جوانە ئاخ، چەند جوانە! کە تۆ ڕۆیشتی من چیم بەسەرهات؟ ئیشق وا یاری خۆییم پێ ئەکات کە تۆ ڕۆیشتی من چیم بەسەرهات؟ ئیشق وا یاری خۆییم پێ ئەکات ژیان لە دوای تۆ چی بەبەر ماوە؟ کۆشکی ئەوینت کرد بە کەلاوە! بۆ هەرلا بچم یادگاریت ماوە و هەر خەم و تاسەت بوو بە پاشماوە هەر یادت ماوە (هەر یادت ماوە) یادت ژیانە (یادت ژیانە) لە یادنامەی من (لە یادنامەی من) شیرینی گیانە (شیرینی گیانە) دونیاش هەر بە تۆ قەشەنگ و جوانە ئاخ، چەند جوانە! هەر یادت ماوە (هەر یادت ماوە) یادت ژیانە (یادت ژیانە) لە یادنامەی من (لە یادنامەی من) شیرینی گیانە (شیرینی گیانە) دونیاش هەر بە تۆ قەشەنگ و جوانە ئاخ، چەند جوانە!

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour