Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Haweety, artist - Nassif Zeytoun. Date of issue: 15.06.2016
Song language: Arab
Haweety(original) |
| عالشام خدوني و حبابي فرجوني |
| سوريا راجعة و شايفها بعيوني |
| عالشام خدوني و حبابي فرجوني |
| سوريا راجعة و شايفها بعيوني |
| سوريتي هويتي |
| وهج الشمس بيتي |
| و الغيم اللي بيروي الأرض |
| شربان رجوليتي |
| و السوري وقت بيخلق |
| بإسمه المجد بينطق |
| بسوريا بيتعلق |
| هي امه الحنونة |
| سوريتي هويتي |
| وهج الشمس بيتي |
| و الغيم اللي بيروي الأرض |
| شربان رجوليتي |
| و السوري وقت بيخلق |
| بإسمه المجد بينطق |
| بسوريا بيتعلق |
| هي امه الحنونة |
| عالشام. |
| عالشام. |
| عالشام خدوني |
| سوري وقت بيرفع |
| إيده جبال بتركع |
| والنجمة لبكرى بتطلع |
| بذاكرته مدفونة |
| كف السما جبيني |
| وحب بلادي ديني |
| أنا شرفي بيكفيني |
| بالسوري سموني |
| سوريتي هويتي |
| وهج الشمس بيتي |
| و الغيم اللي بيروي الأرض |
| شربان رجوليتي |
| و السوري وقت بيخلق |
| بإسمه المجد بينطق |
| بسوريا بيتعلق |
| هي امه الحنونة |
| عالشام. |
| عالشام. |
| عالشام خدوني |
| السوري ما بيتهدد |
| نصره فجر مأكد |
| واجبنا نتوحد |
| لما بشدة تكوني |
| عالنخوة منتربى |
| من الموت ما منتخبى |
| الرجال بقوة قلبها |
| مش بسيوف المسنونة |
| سوريتي هويتي |
| وهج الشمس بيتي |
| و الغيم اللي بيروي الأرض |
| شربان رجوليتي |
| و السوري وقت بيخلق |
| بإسمه المجد بينطق |
| بسوريا بيتعلق |
| هي امه الحنونة |
| عالشام. |
| عالشام. |
| عالشام خدوني |
| (translation) |
| Asham, take me and my love, please |
| Syria is coming back and I can see it with my eyes |
| Asham, take me and my love, please |
| Syria is coming back and I can see it with my eyes |
| Souriate my identity |
| Sun glare my home |
| And the clouds that irrigate the earth |
| masculine drinkers |
| And the Syrian is a time to create |
| In his name, glory is pronounced |
| It is related to Syria |
| She is his tender mother |
| Souriate my identity |
| Sun glare my home |
| And the clouds that irrigate the earth |
| masculine drinkers |
| And the Syrian is a time to create |
| In his name, glory is pronounced |
| It is related to Syria |
| She is his tender mother |
| Alsham. |
| Alsham. |
| Asham Khedoni |
| Syrian time to raise |
| I want mountains to kneel |
| And the star, Bakri, is looking forward |
| His memory is buried |
| The palm of the sky is my forehead |
| And love my religion |
| I am honored enough |
| in Syrian simony |
| Souriate my identity |
| Sun glare my home |
| And the clouds that irrigate the earth |
| masculine drinkers |
| And the Syrian is a time to create |
| In his name, glory is pronounced |
| It is related to Syria |
| She is his tender mother |
| Alsham. |
| Alsham. |
| Asham Khedoni |
| The Syrian is not threatened |
| His victory dawn is certain |
| Our duty is to unite |
| why so bad you are |
| We are proud of you |
| From death what is my choice |
| Men with the strength of her heart |
| Not with sharpened swords |
| Souriate my identity |
| Sun glare my home |
| And the clouds that irrigate the earth |
| masculine drinkers |
| And the Syrian is a time to create |
| In his name, glory is pronounced |
| It is related to Syria |
| She is his tender mother |
| Alsham. |
| Alsham. |
| Asham Khedoni |