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Khayyalah
(Fantasy)
This page contains a translation into English of the lyrics to the Arabic song "Khayyalah", which was sung by the Lebanese vocalist Pascaal Misha'alaani. Her name is sometimes also spelled as "Pascale Machaalani". Also included is a transliteration of the Arabic lyrics into the Roman alphabet so you can sing along if you like. This is the title song from the album also called Khayyalah, which was released in 1999.
Music By: Salah El-Sharnoubi
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Sung by Pascale Machaalani |
Lyrics
Arabic Lyrics |
English Translation |
| Magnouna beeh, iw-bagheer a'alaih. Dawwibni doub bi-iss-hoor a'iynaih. | I am crazy about him and get jealous about him. He melted me with his eyes' magic. |
| Magnouna beeh, iw-bagheer a'alaih. Dawwibni doub bi-iss-hoor a'iynaih. | I am crazy about him and get jealous about him. He melted me with his eyes' magic. |
| Khayyalah, ia'younouh istihalah. Saharouni iw- Aa'mail eih ya khaalah. Atalouni iw-khallo haalti haalah iw la, la, la, laa. |
Fantasy? His eyes are impossible, they put me under his spell and what can I do, o' my aunt??. They killed me and got me to be in a worse situation. Oh no, no, no, no, no. |
| Khayyalah, ia'younouh istihalah. Saharouni iw- Aa'mail eih ya khaalah. Atalouni iw-khallo haalti haalah iw la, la, la, laa. |
Fantasy? His eyes are impossible, they put me under his spell and what can I do o' my aunt??. They killed me and got me to be in a worse situation. Oh no, no, no, no, no. |
| Wala layla saabni youm fi haali, wala layla ghabha a'an khayaali. Habbeito iw-naarou maktoobaali, la, la, laaa. | Not even a single night he left me alone. Not a single night he is gone from my imagination. I love him and his fire is written for me? Oh no, no, no, no, no. |
| Wala layla saabni youm fi haali, wala layla ghabha a'an khayaali. Habbeito iw-naarou maktoobaali, la, la, laaa. | Not even a single night he left me alone. Not a single night he is gone from my imagination. I love him and his fire is written for me? Oh no, no, no, no, no. |
| Khayyalah, ia'younouh istihalah. Saharouni iw- Aa'mail eih ya khaalah. Atalouni iw-khallo haalti haalah iw la, la, la, laa. |
Fantasy? His eyes are impossible, they put me under his spell and what can I do o' my aunt??. They killed me and got me to be in a worse situation. Oh no, no, no, no, no. |
| Iw-nassani el-noam iw-ana min awwal yoam sahraanah. Wa-laa shafait noum, hayraanah iw-mashghouleh a'alaih. | He got me to forget the sleep and from the first day I am still awake. I did not see the light, I am confused and worried about him. |
| Iw-nassani el-noam iw-ana min awwal yoam sahraanah. Wa-laa shafait noum, hayraanah iw-mashghouleh a'alaih. | He got me to forget the sleep and from the first day I am still awake. I did not see the light, I am confused and worried about him. |
| Wala layla saabni youm fi haali, wala layla ghabha a'an khayaali. Habbeito iw-naarou maktoobaali, la, la, laaa. | Not even a single night he left me alone. Not a single night he is gone from my imagination. I love him and his fire is written for me? Oh no, no, no, no, no. |
| Wala layla saabni youm fi haali, wala layla ghabha a'an khayaali. Habbeito iw-naarou maktoobaali, la, la, laaa. | Not even a single night he left me alone. Not a single night he is gone from my imagination. I love him and his fire is written for me? Oh no, no, no, no, no. |
| Khayyalah, ia'younouh istihalah. Saharouni iw- Aa'mail eih ya khaalah. Atalouni iw-khallo haalti haalah iw la, la, la, laa. |
Fantasy? His eyes are impossible, they got me under his spell and what can i do o' my aunt??. They killed me and got me to be in a worse situation. Oh no, no, no, no, no. |
| Aalbi a'ala naar, iw-badalo layl wayya-inhaar, mou-ishtaqa wil a'ishqi maraar, dawabni elhoub iw-layaleih, wal-laylah. | My heart is on fire and I change day and night. Love is sour. Love and its nights melted me and not even a single night. |
| Aalbi a'ala naar, iw-badalo layl wayya-inhaar, mou-ishtaqa wil a'ishqi maraar, dawabni elhoub iw-layaleih, wal-laylah. | My heart is on fire and I change day and night. Love is sour. Love and its nights melted me and not even a single night. |
| Wala layla saabni youm fi haali, wala layla ghabha a'an khayaali. Habbeito iw-naarou maktoobaali, la, la, laaa. | Not even a single night he left me alone. Not a single night he is gone from my imagination. I love him and his fire is written for me? Oh no, no, no, no, no. |
| Wala layla saabni youm fi haali, wala layla ghabha a'an khayaali. Habbeito iw-naarou maktoobaali, la, la, laaa. | Not even a single night he left me alone. Not a single night he is gone from my imagination. I love him and his fire is written for me? Oh no, no, no, no, no. |
| Khayyaaaalah, khayyalah, ia'younouh istihalah. Saharouni wa-aa'mail eih ya khaalah. Atalouni khallo haalti halah iw la, la, la, laa. | Fanta-a-a-a-sy? Fantasy? His eyes are impossible, they got me under his spell and what can i do o' my aunt??. They killed me and got me to be in a worse situation. Oh no, no, no, no, no. |
| Wala layla saabni youm fi haali, wala layla ghabha a'an khayaali. Habbeito iw-naarou maktoobaali, la, la, laaa. | Not even a single night he left me alone. Not a single night he is gone from my imagination. I love him and his fire is written for me? Oh no, no, no, no, no. |
| Wala layla saabni youm fi haali, wala layla ghabha a'an khayaali. Habbeito iw-naarou maktoobaali, la, la, laaa. | Not even a single night he left me alone. Not a single night he is gone from my imagination. I love him and his fire is written for me? Oh no, no, no, no, no. |
| Khayyaalah. | Fantasy. |
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About the Translator
More than 80 song translations that appear on this web site, including this one, were created by Tahseen Alkoudsi. Together with his wife Kathe, Tahseen owned an import business in Lawrence, Kansas known as Cartouche.
Sadly, Tahseen died on Sunday, October 15, 2006. See this link for his obituary.
To me, Tahseen was so much more than a contributor to my web site. Even though we lived far apart, I saw Tahseen and Kathe several times over the years. I always appreciated their warmth and generosity. I first "met" Tahseen online back in 1997 on the med-dance list on the Internet, where he periodically posted messages. I knew he was in Lawrence, Kansas, so when a business trip arose requiring me to travel to the Kansas City area, I emailed him to say I'd be in the neighborhood. He and Kathe came to Kansas City for an evening get-together at Tasso's restaurant, and they invited several local dancers to join us. I saw them on follow-up visits to Kansas City. They vended at Rakkasah for several years, and it was always a pleasure to greet them there in the anteroom off to the left of the main stage. I also enjoyed encountering them in Egypt at the Ahlan wa Sahlan festival. Tahseen will be missed by many. |
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