يا دكتور - لكل التخصصات ماعدا البيطرى

فيك تقول يا دكتور ... لكن أنا مريض

إ و فيك تقول ما بدك ... لكن مين راح يصدق

دا كيف المريض يصير ... دكتور يداوى الجراح

و جراحه هو ما فيه ... ما فيه حتى يداويه

انظر لحالى هلاَ ... مرقت علىً ليالى

كنت أدارى جراحى ... إو ما فىً أداويه

أصل الدوا ما عندى ... إنمًا عندى مسكن

و لحاله الجرح يرجع ... و يذكرنى بليالى

كنت أدارى جراحى ... إو ما فىً أداويه

إو لساك يا حبيبى ... تقول أنى دكتور

ناطرك أنا لحالك ... تقول اللى بتريد

i wrote this one after the results of highschool came, and i was accepted in zagazig university; faculty of pharmacy.

i have not made it to college or anything, and everyone calls me yet a doctor.

that's fine, i don't complain. but my friends were not happy about their results,and they didn't like where they might end up at what college or to be more clearer what future.

ok. i admit. i was in that mood. i didn't allow myself to be happy.

so here it is, my passionate feelings found words for it, i used to go out to the balcony and ponder at the bright moon in the dark sky with the moist air fill my every breath, well as you see i try to put myself in such circumstances where i can help me do what i wanna do.

yes lebanese words but hey my name is mexican what would one say about that:

taymourlang de la ve'ga

it all shows sickness without a cure/medicine , and look who is talking; the one who treat others but for himself he found no remedy.

after it is finally formatted, it seems like "tabeeb gara7" sang by 'george wassof ' but it was not intended. i am not even a fan of the man. this is without douts a genuie one of my own.