Ya Khayib Ana

Poor That I Am
Your love overwhelmed me
Your love overwhelmed me
Since I was young
Your love overwhelmed me.

Your manners bewildered me
Your manners bewildered me
Between love and ever-growing distance
Your manners bewildered me

Oh poor that I am, poor that I am
If you want my honesty
Come already, Come over
If you want my honesty
I'm nothing without you.

Since I was young
Since I was young
I was lost in your love
Since I was young.

Speaking honestly
You really stole my heart,
Honestly.

(chorus)

Your love overwhelmed me
Your love overwhelmed me
Since I was young
Your love overwhelmed me.

Your manners bewildered me
Your manners bewildered me
Between love and ever-growing distance
Your manners bewildered me