Ça a l'air triste
ça parle de quoi?
Fairouz - You're Still on My Mind
He dropped by and asked me
If ِApril had knocked on the door
I hid my face
And he rushed off from the door and left
I wanted to open for him
To explain him my love
I dropped by and didn't find anything but a rose by the door
You're still on my mind
Oh moon of the pretty ones
Oh flower of October
Oh gold of the most precious
You're still on my mind
Oh beautiful oh happy one
Oh basil and matthiola (a flower, for info see here thanks to shafik for the info)
On the plane of the highest
Summer rushed past with appointments
And the air rustled the grape bunches
And we didn't hear any news about you oh moon
And not a single person waved to us
As the nights came and went
And you're still on my mind, my mind