People in the Middle East (Arabic countries) get very emotional for this song with its beautiful poem, during the war in Syria, people asked Where are going? Don't go, maybe we will not see each other anymore, now they most likely say that in Palestine where are you going? Will we meet again or will we be dead tomorrow? Where are you going ? Imagine this is the last time you call me and i'll answer And the last time you see my face and its blooming in your eyes imagine tonight is the last night for you to stay here And the last time that the rose you've coloured has colour you who's lost Who told you that the universe isn't here ? its not reasonable that tomorrow you won't pass before this house And its no And its not reasonable those who are ours become something like i wish they were Imagine this is the last time you call me and i'll answer And the last time you see my face and its blooming in your eyes Where are you going ? Don't go This is the last time I tell you Where are you going? وين مسافر وين مسافر تصور انك آخر مرة رح تنده لي ورد عليك وآخر مرة بتلمح وجي عم بزهر ﺒ عينيك
وين مسافر أوعى تسافر آخر مرة بقول لك هيك
تصور انه تكون الليلة آخر ليلة بتسهر هون وان الوردة اللي لونتها آخر مرة يكون لها لون
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Sonja van den Ende
Where are you going ?
Imagine this is the last time you call me and i'll answer
And the last time you see my face and its blooming in your eyes
imagine tonight is the last night for you to stay here
And the last time that the rose you've coloured has colour
you who's lost
Who told you that the universe isn't here ?
its not reasonable that tomorrow you won't pass before this house
And its no
And its not reasonable those who are ours become something like i wish they were
Imagine this is the last time you call me and i'll answer
And the last time you see my face and its blooming in your eyes
Where are you going ?
Don't go
This is the last time I tell you
Where are you going?
وين مسافر
وين مسافر
تصور انك آخر مرة رح تنده لي ورد عليك
وآخر مرة بتلمح وجي عم بزهر ﺒ عينيك
وين مسافر أوعى تسافر آخر مرة بقول لك هيك
تصور انه تكون الليلة آخر ليلة بتسهر هون
وان الوردة اللي لونتها آخر مرة يكون لها لون
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-msk5X9nCMs
Julia Boutros Wayn Msafar, Where are you going?