"Ya Touyour"
O birds
Sing of my love and chant my passion and hopes
To the one who is right beside me not paying attention to what's happening to me
I complain to him and he smiles and makes me grow fonder of him
O birds
Describe him my state of sleeplessness and sobbing
The birds sang the sweetest words from the treetops
The branches swayed from the felicity of their melodies
And my heart was infatuated
And the breeze blew gently carrying their beautiful sound
As the flowers emanated the fragrance of longing
And the brook sang along with them
The air filled with tenderness sending away my longing and disgrace
Oh how I hope his affection and love and favor will be mine
He's happy with his handsomeness and youth, devoid of sorrows
If he was in love, sleepless, feeling what I feel
He would cry from his torment and wail along with the crying birds
Sing of my love and chant my passion and hopes
To the one who is right beside me not paying attention to what's happening to me
I complain to him and he smiles and makes me grow fonder of him
O birds
Describe him my state of sleeplessness and sobbing
The birds sang the sweetest words from the treetops
The branches swayed from the felicity of their melodies
And my heart was infatuated
And the breeze blew gently carrying their beautiful sound
As the flowers emanated the fragrance of longing
And the brook sang along with them
The air filled with tenderness sending away my longing and disgrace
Oh how I hope his affection and love and favor will be mine
He's happy with his handsomeness and youth, devoid of sorrows
If he was in love, sleepless, feeling what I feel
He would cry from his torment and wail along with the crying birds
