Al Affaq, Lau Mat, Lau Lau Lau Lau Lau Lau
The Hypocrite, If He Dies, If If If If If If

The hypocrite
If he dies, if if if
For he taught
For he made me
And he slaughtered me like an animal

For who ‘pharaohed’ you,
So you could be a coquet?
For who ‘sultaned’ you,
So you could be a coquet?

Atheists, atheists, atheists
We are atheists.

 

7ebr El 3oyoun
Ink From The Eyes

He saw you in his dream
Between two crescents
A beautiful stupid young man
A beautiful charming young man

He saw you in his dream
Between two palm trees
Where is this ‘friend’ where?
Where is this ‘excuse’ where?

He saw you in his dream
Between two cheeks
A perfumed lip
A disgusting lip

He saw you in his dream
Between two rivers
A view to take your breath away
And me, I shout and shout and shout
And me, I say and say and say:

Me, me
I’m the ink from the eyes
Me, me
I never thought you’d betray
Me, me
I’m the ink from the eyes
Me, me
I never thought you’d betray.

 

Lau Ridyou Bil Hijaz?
What If The Hijaz Was Enough?

If they were content with you my dear my dear my dear
They would have been content with your Hijaz
If they were content with you my dear my dear my dear
They would have been content with your field
If they were content with you my dear my dear my dear
They would have been content with your Hijaz

The wind of the saba fell on them
It fell on them
But the light of the world just won’t fall on them
Fall on them.

 

Ta3mani; Ta3meitu
He Fed Me; I Fed Him

A tribute to Sivan Perwer’s Karker, Cotkar.

 

Ya Mal El Sham
Oh The Money of Syria

Oh money of Syria
Oh what’s the matter with you Syria?

Oh my pity for you oh
A widow dressed in your tears
And how can we say ‘you are in the heart?’
Oh Oh Oh
We speak and speak and speak,
But like the mute, no words comes out.

So, play rababa, play play play
For we came carrying black flags.

Oh money of Syria
Oh what’s the matter with you Syria?

 

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