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Song of the week!

 

How can you tell that you love a song? You play it over and over and over and over and over, dance and sing to it, anywhere, everywhere, it’s like you are the artist, and a week later you can no longer stand to hear it?

Kenny B’s, Jij Bent De Liefde is my pick for the week. Music doesn’t need translation, I’ve heard where words fail, music speaks.

To fulfil my curiosity I did go ahead and request a translation, It said just what I predicted.
& it will always be like that. 

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Niz’s strongest and K’s finest, ah!

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7 August, 2015 ·

My Favourite Metaphor

One of the greatest metaphors in music, every written, ever sung. To understand the meaning of this song, one must appreciate the language to begin with, but also must have lived, seen, and known this ‘Woman’ at her peak. Who she is today is not who she was. You see broken tears, sadness, chaos and destruction.

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I knew her when she stood ground, shook a nation, she was the centre of attention, powerful and so damn beautiful. She holds memories, experiences, and till this day she draws me to the most grand connection that’s I’ve ever had.

Play. Pause. Translate. Play. Pause. Repeat..
Play. Pause. Translate. Play. Pause. Repeat..
Play. Pause. Translate. Play. Pause. Repeat..

كثر الحديث عن التي اهواها ، كثر الحديث من التي اهواها
There’s more talk about the one that I want

ما عمرها ؟ ما اسمها ؟ ماسرها ؟ ماشكلها ؟ بيضاء ام سمراء ؟؟ عيناك احلى انتي ام عيناها ؟
What’s her age? What’s her name? What’s secret? What does she look like ? White or tanned? Eyes are prettier you pretty eyes.

جل الذي اخشاه ان تتاثري ، فتماسكي وتهاياي وتحضري
Something Something, Hold on and get ready

فلغيره النسوان فلغيره النسوان فلغيره النسوان فعل الخنجر
Oh women are jealous, they are jealous, their jealousy feels like the stabbing of a sword

هي اجمل من كل جميله احلى منك واحلى مني ، هي ارشق من كل رشيقه ، هي اقرب من قلبي عني
She’s prettier than the prettiest girl, better looking than you and I, she’s slimmer than any body, she’s closer than my heart is to me

يااجمل من شعر كريم او كاظم في اروع لحن
She’s prettier than Kareem’s hair, or Kathem in his best tunes

قالوا انك تسهر معها ؟طبعا طبعا
They said you spend your nights with her? Of course, of course

قالوا انك تسكن معها ؟طبعا طبعا
They said you live with her? Of course, of course

عيناها بيتي وسريري ووساده راسي اضلعها ، تمحو كل هموم حياتي لو مس جبينياصبعها
Her eyes are my home, my bed, and my pillow. She wipes away my life worries when her fingers touch my head

ضميني يااحلى امراه لوصمتت قلبي يسمعها ضميني يااحلى امراه لوصمتت قلبي يسمعه
Protect me you prettiest lady, even when she’s quiet my heart hears her

بغداااااااد
Baghdad

Speaks: God has never created anyone like you in this entire world..

 

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