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Day Dreaming

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A day dream, an intoxicating formula of poetry and music
Where Nazar meets Gipsy Kings in Roma
Sipping on a white specifically outside in the Piazza de Voirie
Just allow me for a second
Please, I beg
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Broken Wings

11180067_10155556585080235_1658756509_nKhalil Gibran

“Modern civilization has made woman a little wiser, but it has increased her suffering because of man’s covetousness. The woman of yesterday was a happy wife, but the woman of today is a miserable mistress. In the past she walked blindly in the light, but now she walks open-eyed in the dark. She was beautiful in her ignorance, virtuous in her simplicity, and strong in her weakness. Today she has become ugly in her ingenuity, superficial and heartless in her knowledge. Will the day ever come when beauty and knowledge, ingenuity and virtue, and weakness of body and strength of spirit will be united in a woman?”

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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.

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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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