مهرجان هيت : ميدو جاد وبيانو

the words :
If it is a famous cattle keep a roof for the halavit
Imbaba is a red line
You are not carrying the blow
I am rigid, I am the owner of the continent
You will be afraid of a contest
Tottaoa in a bag
You are a star for any occasion
Earlier hands winners
This is your biggest lie
This is your pleasure
P my brain here Shamarekh boldly
My pockets here are millions in lost
And Raya here gangs get rid of
Howling time we are acting
Big drink ruined claimed rant
Who do we like to get to know each other
Laughter is best
P Imbaba night in the kings of Baaour
I am rigid, I have no one rigid
My heart is concrete, I will stay in my place
I don't speak much, but my disgrace from me is gone
My words are actions not detached councils
His heart is rigid Ibrahim Al-Abyad
He took in and saw that Ait came back
He was the one who was sitting bouncing
Bring the doctor to sew
Cannot be able to
The opposite of it all is high center
My word divorced computer get ill
Your blood is cold, shiny and bright
I attended Jin and spend it
Who keeps me crying
P bag to wrap his shoulder
When I cry with his horror
If it is a notorious cattle
Or even a cattle mess
Enough people love me
Mashabsh creation Halavit
Imbaba is a state and I am one of it
There is a problem with her tricks
There is no one in the day overcome it
Bring armies to land and fight it
We are over and you are frustrated
Our voice was loud, I was eavesdropped
See Tani Ridman
I got in you, I cut the scalpel
We are ruling a country, and there is no country that controls us
Your heart is ready, it will be your strength in the smallest city
Known among the people, I am fine, uncle
Drink coffee for your soul, here
Without comparison, I know I will win
My hands are in my pocket and without playing
One by one and all of it HERKEP
You are dangling like that, you will not win
Don't army and display it with your body
You, Yaba, like that you brought yourself down
In soil, we will write your name
A thousand light years I win you
Medicine, take care of the valley
I am staying, Souad
Chocolate Ajibla
I say it by Tata Tata
Alwad is asking why
Alwad upset, why?
Angga, my heart, is angry
Angga, my heart, is angry
Everything is under control
You are happy to see people
I don’t have a baby
We manage on any administration
I have no land or estate
Don't cut me off with your lie
You also do not want to understand
You are a friend, Talat, with understanding
God enlightens you, my sisters
My Brother Mido Gad
Hey piano
Your brother control he tells you that it is better for you