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Thanks for watching. Do Not upload on other channels please. If you like the video please "SUBSCRIBE" - "LIKE" - "SHARE" -"COMMENT" Thanks for your support Ghalia Benali/ HAYAMATNY /غالية بنعلي/ هيمتني Live performance @Atlantic Roots Festival 2016 - Madeira Filmed by the RTP / TV Madeira Credits: song by Aref Bellah Amin El Guindy Arrangements & Vocals: Ghalia Benali Indian Sitar: Bert Cornelis Quantum: Ali Shaker Al Bayyati Indian Tablas: Sanjay Khansa Banik Mastering by Vincent Debast هيمتني (العارف بالله أمين الجندي) هَيَّمَتْنِي تَيَّمَتْنِي.. عَنْ سِوَاهَا أَشْغَلَتْنِي عَاتِبِي مَا عَلَيْهَا.. بِالُّلقَا لَوْ أَتْحَفَتْنِي أُخْتُ شَمْسٍ ذَاتِ أُنْسٍ لَا بِكَاسٍ أَسْكَرَتْنِي لَسْتُ أَسْلُوهَا وَلَو فِي نَارِ هِجْرَانٍ سَلَتْنِي مَنْ عَذِيرِي يَا سَمِيرِي أَوْ مُجِيرِي إِنْ جَفَتْنِي كَعْبَةٌ لِبَيْتِ أَسْعَى.. لِلْصَفَا لَمَّا دَعَتْنِي يَا لَهَا شَمْساً تَوَارَتْ فِي سَحَابٍ مُذْ رَأَتْنِي هَذِهِ أَغْصَانُ بَانٍ بِالتَّثَنِّي فَتَّنَتْنِي أَمْ رِمَاحٍ مِنْ لُجَيْنٍ تَحْتَ رَايَاتٍ غَزَتْنِي غَادَتِي مَا عَلَيْهَا بِالُّلقَا لَوْ أَتْحَفَتْنِي فِي هَوَاهَا صِرْتُ عَبْداً حَيْثُ جَاءَتْ كَلَّمَتْنِي صَيَّرَتْنِي فِيهِ صَبّاً مَا احْتِيَالِي إِنْ جَفَتْنِي أَبْرَزَتْ مِنْهَا سُيُوفاً مِنْ عُيُونٍ حَارَبَتْنِي سَادَتِي مَاذَا عَلَيْهَا بِالُّلقَا لَوْ أَتْحَفَتْنِي هَيَّمَتْنِي تَيَّمَتْنِي عَنْ سِوَاهَا أَشْغَلَتْنِي #غالية_بنعلي #الغجرية_بنت_الريح #الأرواح_التي_لا_ينقطع_وصلها “Hayyamatny” Lyrics: Aref Bellah Amin El Guindy Translation: Nehal Hany Ghalia Benali/ HAYAMATNY She charmed me, captivated me, distracted me from everybody else Blame it on meeting her if she bestowed me Affable sister of the sun inebriated me without drinking I won’t forget her, even if she abandoned me O my companion, what’s my excuse or defender if she avoided me I seek a holy house of serenity when she invited me The sun disappeared in clouds since she saw me Are these soft long branches that allured me when she swayed Or silver lancers that defeated me My beautiful woman I will be bestowed if you meet me I became a slave in her love when she came and spoke to me She changed me into a cast, what will I do if she avoided me Swords protruded from the eyes that fought against me My masters, what’s the harm if she bestowed me by meeting her