Halou- Layli Mood — Rtaḥ Shwiya | Darija Chill • L-Lil / Sokout / Tfarrej Rass 2026

Alo…
Wahchtini.

7tta ana.

Hadi hiya s-sa3a
lli katrj3 fiha l-hdraa
lli kanhreb mnha nhar kamel
S-skot kay3la
w s-sout dyalk kayqrreb

Kanbghi ngoul kolshi بخير
walakin ma shi sahla
Kaynin hdra ma tqalatsh
w wja3 ma 3aref kifash ymshi

Wach mazal katfker fina
kol l-lil

Wach mazal kat7ess b7ali
aktar mn lli katgoul

Kna mzyanin
w kntina ta3bin
B7al juj nass kaybghiw
walakin ma 3arfinch kifash ybqaw

Kol wa7ed shad jahato
w gal had shi lli nqdr
W l-7obb bqa binatna
ma 3aref wach ymshi wla ytsna

Ma kanbghikch tkoun wa3d
w ma kanbghikch tkoun ghalta
Ghir hdra dyal l-lil
lli katji m3a s-skot

Wahchtini.
Wahchtk.

Mazal kansm3 s-sout dyalk
f d-dlam

Ma kaynach n-nihaya daba
ghir had l-waqt
ghir had l-mkhalma
lli katkhllina ntnfssou shwiya

Alo…
Wahchtini.

Translate English

Kanwahchtk
f s-skot
aktar mn f l-klam.

English

Hello…
I miss you.

I miss you
in the silence
more than in words.

Me too.

This is the hour
when words come back,
the ones I run from all day.
The silence gets louder,
and your voice pulls closer.

I want to say everything is fine,
but it’s not that simple.
There are words that were never said,
and pain that doesn’t know how to leave.

Do you still think about us
every night?

Do you still feel what I feel,
more than what you say?

We were good,
and we were tired.
Like two people who love each other
but don’t know how to stay.

Each of us took our side
and said, “This is all I can do.”
And love stayed between us,
not knowing whether to leave or wait.

I don’t want you to be a promise,
and I don’t want you to be a mistake.
Just late-night words
that arrive with the silence.

I miss you.
I miss you too.

I still hear your voice
in the dark.

There’s no ending right now,
just this moment,
just this call
that lets us breathe a little.

Hello…
I miss you.