محدش مرتاح [Mahadesh mertah] [English translation]

No one is content

How come we search for happiness among wounds

No one is content

We live hoping to take a path , yet different paths are taken.

No one is content

How come we search for happiness among wounds

No one is content

We live hoping to take a path , yet different paths are taken

Seems we relish the agony of love , shattering our souls in a million way

And we don't see the one crying for us in the face ,

And yet we cry for those who left.

Seems we relish the agony of love , shattering our souls in a million way

And we don't see the one crying for us in the face ,

And yet we cry for those who left.

We are attracted to everything we have lost.

We don't get everything we wish for .

So why do love to torture our souls

I swear, there is a big difference between loving something , and getting addicted foolishly to some sort of pain , that is holding us still

Seems we relish the agony of love , shattering our souls in a million way

And we don't see the one crying for us in the face ,

And yet we cry for those who left

No one is content