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Law Kana Qalbi Ma'i
Muwashshah: If I had control over my heart Anonymous Andalusian song rearranged by Rahbani Brothers It I had control over my heart, I would have chosen none but you, / and would have accepted no other one to be my love. But my heart desires / the one who is tormenting it / and would accept no blame or reproach. |
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A'tini al-Nay
Give me the flute
Lyrics: Kahlil Gibran Music: Najib Hankash Give me the flute, and sing / immortality lies in a song / and even after we've perished / the flute continues to lament / have you taken refuge in the woods / away from places like me / followed streams on their courses / and climbed up the rocks. Did you ever bathe in a perfume / and dry yourself with a light / drink the dawn as wine / rarefied in goblets of ether / give me the flute then and sing / the best of prayer is song / and even when life perishes / the flute continues to lament / have you spent an evening / as I have done / among vines / where the golden candelabra / clusters hang down / did you sleep on the grass at night / and let space be your blanket / abstaining from all that will come / forgetful of all that has passed / give the flute then and sing / in singing is Justice for the heart / and even after every guilt / has perished / the flute continues to lament / give the flute and sing / forget illness and its cure / people are nothing but lines / which are scribbled on water. |
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'A Hadir il-Bosta The bus song Lyrics & Music: Ziad Rahbani By the roar of the bus we traveled / from the village of Himlaya to the village of Tannurin / and I remembered you, Alia / and remembered your eyes / and God forgive you, Alia / what beautiful eyes you have. On our way to the mountains from the heat we almost died / some ate lettuce others munched on figs / one had his wife with him, and God / how ugly his wife was / lucky are the passengers on their way / to Tannurin / they take everything in stride / but they don't know, Alia / what beautiful eyes you have. Way up we went and we hadn't even / paid our fare / sometimes we calmed down the rattling door / sometimes we calmed the passengers / the guy found out his wife was getting dizzy / I wouldn't put it past him / to let her go up alone / and if you could only see your eyes, Alia / how beautiful they are, your eyes / Driver if you'd just close that window / the air, O driver / the air will make us catch cold / the air O driver. |
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