Sīdī hbībī

Traditional, arrangements Christophe Hoarau, Paul Mindy
Performers Anita Soussana, Nathalie Soussana, Paul Mindy, Juliet Hoarau

Where are you my white house
My childhood home?

In the white house I look for my friend, my friend, where are you?
Where has the time gone when I lived in this great home?
Here is the rose with its thorns
I go toward the ghosts of my past
Yes there he is, my friend, he hasn’t forgotten me
He returns filled with melancholy
His beautiful dark eyes took me from my mother
Yes there he is, my son, he hasn’t forgotten me
I am sick, an imaginary invalid
There is my friend, there is my son, and my beauty
Where is it to be found

Haylalā haylālī dār’l bayda dyāli

Haylī hayli hbībī dyālī feyn howa
Yā hasra εalā dūk-layyām fin qaddūr dyālī
Hā-l-warda hā-l-warda hā-l-warda bechchowka
Ana jennī wu jnnūni eal-l-hāja l-machrūka
Sīdī hbībī hā howa ezzīne dyālī hā howa ghzālī mā yensānī
Anā jīnī wa jīnī wa jīnī b-el-ghomma
Hādūk l-εuyun l-kūhel farqūnī εla yemma
Sīdī hbībī hā howa anā wlīdī hā howa ghzālī mā yensānī
Anā mrīd anā mrīd hettā mard mābiyya
Sīdī hbībī hā howa sīdī wlīdī hā howa ghzālī fin nsebū