A sparrow stood at my window - A Song from Lebanon

This is one of the popular songs in Arab countries sung in a sweet lebanese dialect & a beautiful voice.
 Dedicated to the Palestinian children, dedicated to all of the administrative detention prisoners in the Israeli prisons...... Dedicated to every single oppressed & imprisoned human being..

عصفور طل من الشباك 

عصفور طل من الشباك وقلي يا نو نو
خبيني عندك...خبيني دخلك يا نو نو
خبيني عندك...خبيني دخلك يا نو نو
قلتله إنت من وين قلي من حدود السماء
قلتله جاي من وين قلي من بيت الجيران
قلتله خايف من مين قلي من القفص هربان
قلتله ريشاتك وين قلي فرفطها الزمان
عصفور طل من الشباك وقلي يا نو نو
خبيني عندك... خبيني دخلك يا نونو

* * *
نزلت على خده دمعة وجناحاته مدكية
واتهدى بالأرض وقال بدي أمشي وما فييّ
ضميتو على قلبي وصار يتوجع على جروحاته
قبل ما يكسر الحبس كسر صوته وجناحاته
قلتله إنت من وين قلي من حدود السماء
قلتله جاي من وين قلي من بيت الجيران
قلتله خايف من مين قلي من القفص هربان
قلتله ريشاتك وين قلي فرفطها الزمان

* * *
قلتله لا تخاف إتطلع شوف الشمس اللي رح تطلع
وتطلع على الغابة وشاف أمواج الحرية بتلمع
شاف جوانح عم بترفرف من خلف بواب العلية
شاف الغابة عم بتحلق على جوانح الحرية
قلتله إنت من وين قلي من حدود السما
قلتله جاي من وين قلي من بيت الجيران
قلتله خايف من مين قلي من القفص هربان
قلتله ريشاتك وين قلي فرفطها الزمان
عصفور طل من الشباك وقلي يا نو نو
خبيني عندك... خبيني دخلك يا نو نو
* * *

Translation:
 A sparrow stood at my window.
And said "Oh, little one. 
Hide me with youI beg you.
"I said, "Where are you from?"
 
"From the limits of the sky," he said.
I said "Where did you come from?"
 
"From the neighbor's house" he answered.
I said, "What are you afraid of?"
 
"I escaped from the cage", he said.
I said "What are your feathers?"
 
"Fate took care of them," he said. 
A tear fell on his cheek.
His wings tucked underneath him, He landed on the ground and said"I want to walk, but I can't."
I held him near to my heart, Hurting from his wounds.
Before he finally broke out of his jail, He broke his voice and his wings.
I said, "Do not fear, See the sun rising?"  
He looked toward the forest, saw the tides of freedom glitter,
 
He saw wings flutter.
Beyond the high gates.
He saw the forest flying. 
On the wings of freedom..........


A Palestinian child holding his little brother after both of their parents were killed in the Israeli assault on Gaza in 2012.
A Palestinian child holding his little brother after both of their parents were killed in the Israeli assault on Gaza in 2012.

Here you can listen to the song :




Written & composed by Marcel Khalife.
Sung by Omaima Al Khalil.

Here is a version without music :

 

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