El bosta” - “The bus” - Ziad Rahbani

El bosta” - “The bus” written by - Ziad RahbaniThe translation of the song from (arabic to English)I am promised by you eyes, and I have crossed for them villages and highlands,you are you, your eyes are black, and you don’t know what black eyes do to me,on the buzzing of the engine of the bus taking us from the village of Himlaya to the village of Tannourine,I remembered you Alia, and I remembered your eyes, and damn your eyes Alia how beautiful they are,we were going up in that heat and we were feeling hot,there was one eating lettuce, and one eating figs,and there was one with his wife - how ugly his wife is,I envy them, how peaceful their mind is, the passengers of Tannourine,for they do not know how beautiful you eyes are, oh Alia,we were going up, but didn’t pay the fare,one time we would hold the door, another we would hold the passengers,and the one with his wife - his wife suffocated and got dizzy,I would swear by my life, he would let her go alone to Tannourine if they would see how beautiful your eyes are, oh Alia,Oh sir if you please close that window,too much wind sir, the air might get us a cold.