Odai - Khyial [Official Music Video] / عدي - خيال

My psyche comes out and knows what's wrong with me. Where am I going? My

whole earth is the

poison of patience and strength. A motive for truth and blood. I

sowed it. It comes back to people who don't know how to smell. I sealed the candle. A tear doesn't fall

in time. Everyone broke me. I wiped the blood on the

candle's pluck. Strength itself wanted me. My heart takes me

on my way. A word in my hair ignites my fire. Your doors are

standing until your hunt is yours. Horses,

imagination, horses, imagination, and they will open on the backs of men and me.

From the door, I swear to God, a purebred mare is traveling, and she needs imagination and

a drug. At the door, be patient. I am as

beautiful as I am. I demand your hand. I am lawful. Come on, and the

earth bears witness to me. My enemy was accompanying me and imprisoned

inside my heart. The wounds were lifted and became a drop on the

dice. And I am witness to the earth. My enemy was

accompanying me and imprisoned. What is my heart, the wounds are paralyzed?

And it became a point

[music] in

the fire, the battle that you miss, oh you build it,

oh you

end it, and I I will end it, burning it with what

is in it, destroyed tomorrow, and my heart hurts in storage,

and I will end it, burning it, with what is in me, destroyed,

tomorrow, and you have shown my heart such a structure, but

after a period of weakness, the imagination of my hands in the heart has returned, counting the

brokenness one by one, and I know you, a number that was her hand

and the whole, and she tells me about my wound, accompany her, the pain that afflicted me. The

time of joy is broken, it guides me with reparation, and I myself, may

God

strengthen it, my brother, I

lived My life is a brother who has broken a tender wing that weakens

me. I have no

imagination. I have lived my life as a brother. No, I will not

see her for anyone else, and she is in my heart.

By God, I

will burn her with what is in her, destroyer and hate.

My heart is a terrible reservoir, and I will end by

burning her with what is in me, destroyed. Tomorrow, I will burn

my heart for its son.