تِلْكَ المِسْكينَة

سَخَّنوا أجْوائَها...

لوَّثوا لَيْلها...

سَرقوا أملاكَها...

قَتَلوا أطْفالَها...

عَصَروا قَلْبَها...

جَفَّفوا حَياتَها...

أتْلَفوا مُحيطَها...

باعوا وُرودَها...

حَفَروا جِبالَها...

قَطَعوا أنْهارَها...

إغْتَصبوا وِدْيانَها...

زاحَموا فَضائَها...

دَمَّروها بِنَفْطِها...

حَمَّضوا دُموعُها...

قَسَّموا رِمالَها...

شَرَّدوا شَعْبَها...

فَهَلْ مِن مَزيد؟...

لِتَحْيا الأرْض الصّامِدة...

سَتَبقينَ أنتِ...

و نَحنُ الزّائِلون

They warmed her up...

They polluted her night...

They stole her belongings...

They killed her children...

They squeezed her heart...

They vaporized her life...

They sold her roses...

They dug her mountains...

They raped her valleys...

They cut off her rivers...

They jammed her space...

They trashed her ocean...

They ruined her with her own oil...

They turned her tears to acid...

They split her sand...

They turned her people to refugees...

Anymore to come?

Long live resisting Earth...

You will always remain...

We will not

قصيد...لحبيبٍ بعيد

سوف لن أبكي و انا أحكي ما سيأتي عن ما كان...

فأنا الآنَ أفضلُ مِن ما كُنتُ عليهِ بعد ما كان...

كانت دُموعي تنزِفُ في طريقي لأيِّ مكان...

تليها ضحكةٌ هستيريةٌ متذكراً لمزاحك بكل مكان...

و أبكي الآن لرحيلك و لم أكن انا بالمكان...

مسافراً للعملِ؛ ما كان ذلكَ بالحسبان...

الآن تسيلُ دُموعي عند زيارتِك في ذاكَ المَكان...

رحلَ قلبيَ و عقليَ لا يُصدقُّ ما تُشاهدهُ العَينان...

فهي ترى قِطعةَ رُخامٍ فوق حوضِ رِمالٍ تَحملُ اسمكَ...

كما أحمِلَه أنا الآن...

و هو مازالَ على أملِ أن تعودَ يوماً من سفرِك...

ناكرٌ بأنه سفرٍ الى الابد...فَسُحقاً لِذاك الزمان...

زمان اليوم المشؤوم عندما استيقظتُ للعمل باكراً...

لأجد تلك الرسالة من كائناً ما كان...

معزياً لي بما كان...

فاتصلتُ بأخي سائلاً إن كان ما كان قد كان...

فَأصبحت نارَ قلبيَ بركان...

عذراً ابي...

كتبت هذا إحتفاءً بيوم ميلادك منذ أيام...

و لم يَجِد الفَرَحَ في فَراغَِ فِراقِكَ بِقَلبي مكان...

فَكانَ ما كان...

مازلت لا استطيع ان اترحم عليك الى الآن...

فذلك اعترافٌ من عقلبي بأن الذي كان كان...

انا مُبَرمَجٌ على أنّ من غاب دائماً يعود...

و انت أول قريب لي جداً...

ي

م

و

ت

فإن عُدتَ الآن حالاً من سفرك...

لن امانع حتىّ أن أرِثَ عنك أنفك...

لا اعلمُ الغيبَ لكن...

أتمنى انّكَ الآن تَضْحك...

في ذاك المكان...

مسافرٌ قلبي الآن...

بشار ⁦❤️⁩ عبداللطيف البعنون؛

الفاتحة على أرواح المؤمنين و المؤمنات

I will not cry while I am telling the upcoming about what happened...

I am better now than how I was after what happened...

When I used to bleed tears while I am walking or driving to anywhere...

Followed by a hysterical laugh remembering your jokes everywhere...

And now I cry because you left and I wasn't there...

Traveling for work and that was not taken into account and it was not fair...

Now my tears flows when I visit you in that place...

My heart is gone and my brain can not process what my eyes are seeing...

It sees a piece of marble on a pool of sand with your name on it...

The way I am carrying your name with me now everywhere...

While my brain is still hoping that one day you will return from a traveling trip...

Denying that it's a trip for eternity...

Damn it time...

That time when I woke up early for work that day...

To find that message sent by an anonymous number...

Giving me their condolences for what happened...

So I called my brother to make sure if what I thought happened happened...

That is when the fire in my heart turned to a volcano...

Sorry Dad...

I started writing this to celebrate your birthday which was few days ago...

But happiness couldn't fill the void you left in my heart...

Then what happened happened...

I can not say RIP until now...

Because that means my brain and heart are admitting that what happened actually happened...

I am programmed on; who leaves will always one day return...

And you are my first very close relative to...

D

I

E

If you return now from your traveling trip...

I wouldn't even mind to inherit your nose...

I don't know the unknown but...

I wish that you are now laughing...

In that place...

Where my heart is now traveling

Bashar ❤️ Abdullatif;

أَتجنَّبُ ذلكَ كَثيراً...

أَتجنَّبُ ذلكَ كَثيراً...

فعند التَّفكير أو الحديث أو عَملُ أمراً ما...

تَسْتيقظُ أحاسيسٌ خامدة...

لِتَسْكُنني كما العَلَقَة...

التّي تَقتاتُ على غيرها...

فأعَيشُ ذاك الأمرَ...

فأكونُ أنا...

لَسْتُ عَلى ما عليهِ أنا!

في المجالِ الإبداعي...

يكونُ خَيالي لا نِهائي...

فأخْرُجُ مِن واقعي...

لأُبدِعَ جِداً بأفكاري...

فلا تستلذّ النومَ عَيني...

أو أعودُ لأجِدٓ نٓفسي مُهَمشًا...

على صخورِ شاطِئِ وقْتي...

و بعضُّ أمور حياتي و ذِكرياتي...

تُلاحِقُني كما ظلي في خيالي اللاّنهائي...

لِأقعٓ و تٓهمد على صدْري...

فيكونُ ذلك أكثَرَ من طاقة تحمُّلي...

حينها لا أرغبُ بأن أكون أنا!

فأنا أرغَبُ بأن أكونَ الأوّل لا الثاني...

فَهَل أتَجَنّبُ ذلك كثيراً؟

I avoid that a lot...

When I think, talk or do anything...

Certain feelings wakes up...

To live like a leech inside of me...

Then I live that thing...

In return, I turn to someone that is not really me!

In the field of creativity...

My imaginations become limitless...

And i get out of my reality...

To become even more creative...

Then my eyes won't enjoy sleeping...

Or I return to find myself broken...

On the shore of time...

And some issues of my life and my memories...

 Follows me as my shadow in my endless imagination...

I fall and it sits on my chest...

And that would be unbearable for me..

That's when, I don't want to be me anymore!

I want to be the first not the second one...

So, shall I avoid that a lot? 

My weakness

Not really sure how to start talking about this song, I love this kind of lyrics that talks about human feelings in general, other than love and hate, I mean ordinary love songs...This is much deeper, something that could touch every human anywhere...Sometimes I listen to certain songs non-stop when they are released and I'd normally refer to them as my "national anthem"...This is one of them.

The piano in this song, the way she sings, the sigh at 3:08 </3

إسم الأغنية: ضعفي 

غناء: شيرين 

كلمات : سلطان صلاح 

ألحان : خالد عز 

توزيع : نادر حمدي 

Song name: "Daafy" or "Dha'afi" (My weakness) 

Singer: Sherine

Lyrics: Sultan Salah 

Composer: Khaled Ezz 

Mix by: Nader Hamdy 

Genre: Slow Egyptian/ Oriental pop music 

ضعفي بيصعب عليّا 

وعشان عزيز عليّا 

ببعد ساعتها عن أي حد أنا بعرفه 

وبخاف لضعفي ساعتها مني يخوفه 

وأفضل كده لحد ما أهدى 

لحد ما أقوى 

لحد ما أقدر من تاني أواجه 

ما أقدرش أواجه 

نظرة عيون فرحانة فيّا 

الناس لبعض دي كلمة بِطلت 

كان ليها وقت زمان وخلصت 

فيه حد ينفع يقول لحد ما تحس بيّا 

أنا عندي أعيش لوحدي أحسن 

وأتعب شوية من إني أرّخص نفسي 

ولا أصعب في يوم على حد يمكن 

يعطف عليّا 

يا ناس دي كلمة ساعات تصبر 

ساعات تغير 

ساعات تخلي الصبر يحلى في النفوس 

معرفش ليه مستخسرين الكلمة فيّا 

My weakness...

I feel sorry for it...

And because it's so precious to me...

I keep away of everybody I know... 

Because I am afraid that my weakness would scare them off!

And I want to stay that way until I calm down again... 

Until I am stronger... 

Until I am able to confront others!

I can not confront people...

With eyes that looks like it's happy for what's happening to me!

"People are there for each other" is a phrase that came to expiration... 

It had it's own time and it came to an end... 

Is it possible now for anyone to say "can anyone feel how I feel?" 

It's better if I live by my self... 

I will suffer a bit, but it's better than losing my pride... 

Or someone would feel sorry for me... 

Then might treat me tenderly!

Hey people... 

Sometimes one word would give a person enough strength to be more patient...

Sometimes it could make a difference...

Sometimes it could make patience sweeter and more bearable for suffering souls...

I am not sure why are you holding such a word back off me?

The crown on your head

I actually thought that this is the most humiliating Arabic song I ever heard then I changed my mind, and it seems that they actually made an effort in the lyric video...Very well done The Factory, Aline Ashraf, Mohammed Hesham and Heba ElKest!

Not even going to mention the poet, composer, arranger and Sherine because they all did amazing or I wouldn't make an effort to post about it.

إسم الأغنية: تاج راسك

غناء: شيرين

كلمات : امير طعيمه

ألحان : خالد عز

توزيع : حسن الشافعي

Song name: "Tag Rasak" (The crown on your head)

Singer: Sherine

Lyrics: Amir Teima

Composer: Khaled Ezz

Mix by: Hassan El Shafei

Genre: Egyptian pop music

أكون خاتم في صباعك

وتعمل فيا ما بدالك

تجيني وقت ما تجيني

تسيبني لما يحلالك

ولو راحتك مع دموعي

عيوني تبكي وتزيدك

وأسيب عمري وأيامي

رهن إشارة من إيدك

أجل كل أحلامي

عشان توصل لأحلامك

تكون الآمر الناهي

لازم أمشي ورا كلامك

ولما تخوني أعديها

وأقول سامحي عشان بيتك

وأصدق لما بتقولي...

أنا من قلبي حبيتك

وأدوس على قلبي وكرامتي...

عشان إنت تكون راضي

ولما تقل من قيمتي...

مركزشي وأقول عادي

حاجات وهمية ومريضة

بتتمناها في خيالك

ومش ممكن في يوم تحصل

وبيصدقها إحساسك

وقبل أما أمشي فيه كلمة أخيرة

عايزة أقولهالك

أنا مش جارية ولا عبدة

أنا ستك وتاج راسك

I will be a ring around your finger

You can do whatever you want to me

You can come to me anytime you like

And leave whenever you wish

If my tears will make you happy...

I'll cry even more so you can get happier

ِAnd I'll leave my life and days behind

With a gesture of your hand

I'll postpone all my dreams

So you can achieve yours

You'll get to demand and stop anything

And I am forced to do whatever you say

And when you cheat on me...

I'll let it go

And I'll tell myself to forgive so I don't wreck your own home

And I'll believe you when you say that you love me from the bottom of your heart

And I'll step on my heart and my pride for you to be satisfied

And when you humiliate me I'll just ignore it and move on

Those are all sick things and illusions

That you wish for in your imagination

And it is impossible for all of them to happen

Even if you still believe that it would

And before I walk away there is one more last word...

I wanted to say to you

I am not a odalisque or a slave...

I am your queen and the crown on your head!

Sick for Attention

Music is very Elissa style, I like that she is singing more powering songs instead of "I love you all the way" only, the way she used to.

The lyric video is nicely made, I would've expected more from Rotana though.

إسم الأغنية: مريضة اهتمام

غناء: اليسا

كلمات : علي المولى

ألحان : رامي الشافعي

توزيع : كميل خوري

Song name: "Maridhit Ehtimam" (Sick for attention)

Singer: Elissa

Lyrics: Ali AlMawla

Composer: Rami AlShafei

Mix by: Kameel Khouri

Genre: Lebanese Classic

ممنوع تهملني...

لازم حسك عطول عم بتحبني...

ما بيرضيني الحب العادي...

عطول بدي حس زيادة...

قد ما اخد بدي أكتر...

و معي رح تتعب!

انا مريضة اهتمام ما بدي اشفى!

انا يلي احساسا نقطة ضعفا!

خلاصة الكلام...

مريضة اهتمام!

الناس بيملوا...

صدقني كرمال هيك كلن بيفلوا!

و اذا انت معود تزهق

و بس هالقد بتعرف تعشق

بفضل كفي عمري لوحدي...

و اخر همي!

You are not allowed to neglect me...

I should always feel...

That you are loving me!

I can not be satisfied with ordinary love...

I always want to feel so much more...

No matter how much I take I want more...

And you will get tired of me!

I am sick for attention!

I never want to be cured!

My feelings are...

My weakness!

In conclusion...

I am sick for attention!

People get bored...

Believe me that's the reason why...

They all leave!

And if you are used to getting bored...

And you can only love in this capacity...

Then I'd rather live my life alone...

And it would be the least of my worries!

Joy is back...

It's strange how listening to a certain song would take you to places where you used to hear that specific song, the song is about feelings that any human can have.

I love the emotions of the poet Siham Chacha (a female poet) and Assala's way to deliver it despite the fact the lyrics are supposed to be uplifting it's emotional.

إسم الأغنية: رجع الفرح

غناء: اصالة

كلمات : سهام الشعشاع

ألحان : خالدي البكري

توزيع : خالد عز

Song name: "Rejea El Farah" (Joy is back)

Singer: Assala

Lyrics: Siham Chacha (Siham Al Sheshaa)

Composer: Khaled AlBakri

Mix by: Osama Al Hindi

Genre: Lebanese Tarab

رجع الفرح عا باب بيتى دق...

هلاْ خلص ما عاد قلو لأ...

صليت ياما كتير تالاقيك...

قلبى انتصر و الحب حن و رق...

ما عاد عندى للحزن مطرح... 

جايه ع بالى اضحك و افرح 

يا ريت فيي غافل الايام... 

و ع ظهر غيمة بالفضا اسبح!

عيونى خلص ما ظل فيها دموع...

كل شى مضى مالو بحياتى رجوع...

قديش عض القلب ع جروحه... 

تاما حدا يعرف اذا موجوع...

ياما سواد الليل غطانى... 

طبطب علي بعز احزانى 

هلا ما بدى غير نتفة ضو... 

امحي فيون ايا حزن تانى! 

The joy is back knocking on my house's door...

It's over now...
I will not say no to it... 

I prayed so much to find it...

My heart won and the love tendered and treated me gently! 

There is no place for sorrow anymore...

I want to laugh and be happy! 

I wish that i can run away of the days (destiny)... 

And on a back of a cloud, I swim into space! 

My eyes ran out of tears...

Everything that past have no place left for it in my life anymore! 

How many times did the heart bit on it's own wounds... 

So no one could tell that it's in pain!

For so long the night cover me with it's blackness... 

Petting on my shoulder trying to calm me down during my sadness... 

And now I only want a little spark of light... 

To erase the remains of any sadness left!