أول ما شفتو [Awwal Ma Cheftou] [English translation]

When I first say him I didn't love him,

He tried to shake hands with me, but I didn't even touch him,

From the day I saw him, my mind is busy,

Maybe I loved him my heart says,

I am afraid that he might have seen me, and said a magical word to me, and made me hang on to that word,

Every night I am thinking about him,

I lie to my heart to forget him,

And this journey of love I will embark,

Do you think he will make me reach my destination?

Every night I am thinking about him,

I lie to my heart to forget him,

And this journey of love I will embark,

Afraid he will lose me,

I don't what happened to me,

When he calls me in the evening,

I listen to his sighs and I start thinking I can memorise his words, or give up on him. [1]

I am afraid he might like and is waiting for me to become his sacrifice when I really love him. [2]