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الرضا والنور - ناى

خلص  طارك

هنحب مين غيرها

ياريت ما سألتوا تانى نفس السؤال إياة 
تنسوه انتوا فى ثوانى وانا اعيش عذابى معاه
وأرد بأى كلام واقول والله تمام
واسيبهم وامشى عشان مسمعش سؤالهم تانى 
ويا دنيا جرالك اية بتعاندى معايا لية 
انا بس غلط ف اية ولية قلبى بيعانى 
جوانا هموم سنين ولا نبقى مبينين 
ف عنينا الضحكة لكن من جوا مدمعين 
وتمر كتير ساعات بنفكر ف اللى فات 
معقولة العمر عدا بينا كدا من سكات 
ويا دنيا رسينا من جاى على مين فينا 
قصرنا معانا ف حاجة معاكى ولا عملنا اللى علينا 
وأرد بأى كلام واقول والله تمام
واسيبهم وامشى عشان مسمعش سؤالهم تانى 
وارجع احلم واعيش ليا بقى او ماليش
ولا هاخد غير نصيبى ف خلاص ميهمنيش
اوعا تحزن ياطير دا بعد الدمعة طير 
اصبر دا ربك كبير 
ويا دنيا رسينا من جاى على مين فينا 
قصرنا معانا ف حاجة معاكى ولا عملنا اللى علينا 
وأرد بأى كلام واقول والله تمام
واسيبهم وامشى عشان مسمعش سؤالهم تانى 

Hamza Namira - Ay Kalam - حمزة نمرة - أي كلام

أصابك عشق _ مهاب عمر و عبد الرحمن محمد at قصيدة ل يزيد ابن معاوية

انغام  2015 مصر قريبه

Got it.
Ready, Dad?

Go on then.

Finger-pick the morning, slow as butter on toast,
You tap the glass,

Look, Dad, the clouds made a coast.

We pack two apples, a biscuit we’ll share,
Your wellies say squelch like they’ve got their own prayer.
You tug my sleeve,

Tell it proper, alright?

So I fold the day open like a letter in light.
Street hum, sparrows, the bus does a sigh,
Your hand in mine: pocket-warm July.
You point at a puddle,

That one’s the moon, see?

And we step through silver into might-have-been sea.
Brolly like a circus, drip-drop drum,
You hum a tiny melody that used to be Mum’s.
I ask who you were before you learned name,
You grin like a lantern and you start your refrain,

Fore I came down, I lived in a pocket,
Kept stars in a jar and dreams in a locket.
Slid down rainbeams,
wheee,
like a secret lane,
Picked you and Mum
‘cos you’d dance in the rain.

Taddle tale, tell it slow,
Tea-steam stories where the warm winds blow.
Little boots tap the road like Braille,
Reading the world by a taddle tale.
Taddle tale, say it true,
I think the sky’s been talking to you.
Hand in a pocket of April hail,
We’re learning to live by your taddle tale.

Right, listen up,
once I was a whisper in a shell,
Riding little waves going whoosh,
proper swell.

Had a map made of feathers,
a feather-map trail,
Followed a robin,
he was boss,
never fail.

He said
‘Down there’s Dad, bit wobbly but kind,
He makes toast too burnt but he never minds.’

And Mum?
She’s a lighthouse wrapped up in a shawl,
She hums when it’s foggy so you don’t get feel to small.

I checked all the windows,
knocked on the blue,

Said,
Excuse me, hello, I’m meant to be by you.

The you-that-is-more when I jump in your day,
The bit that goes louder when we go and play.’

So I scooted down a raindrop,
weee, didn’t slip,
Landed by your trainers with a plop and a drip.

You looked so knackered but you smiled anyway,

So I tucked in your pocket and I stayed.

Cheeky stowaway… best decision I’ve ever had.

You draw me a map with crumbs on a plate,

I circle the bits that are worth the wait.

We write on the mist where the window’s pale.

Home is a line in a taddle tale.

Taddle tale, tell it slow,
Tea-steam stories where the warm winds blow.
Little boots tap the road like Braille,
Reading the world by a taddle tale.
Taddle tale, say it true,
I think the sky’s been talking to you.
Hand in a pocket of April hail,
We’re learning to live by your taddle tale.

If I forget, will you carry the bit?

I’ll carry the bit and the rest of it.

If I get cross

We’ll count to four.

If I get scared

We’ll check the door.

If you get sad

I’ll read your skies.

If you look lost

I’ll borrow your eyes.

And we’ll go walking the in-between,
Where the stories choose what they mean.

I keep the notes you hand me,
crumb constellations,
Bus-ticket stars and leaf-inked nations.
You badge my coat with daisy pins,
Declare me brave, so the brave begins.
We step through town where the shop bells chime,
You rename streets ‘til they fit our time:
Marmalade Lane and Teddy-Bear Bend,
A cul-de-sigh where the hard bits mend.
If anyone asks how we found our place.

We read the weather on your face.

You tug my sleeve.

Dad, tell it again,

And I swear I see Mum in the shine of the rain.
You say you chose us, love chose first,
And watered the ground where two hearts thirst.
Your laugh is a lantern. Your hush, a sail.
I live by the light of your taddle tale.

taddle tale


Credits
Inspired by Yvonne Chaka Chaka
Performed by King Chico
Lead and Background Vocals: King Chico
Written & Composed by: King Chico
Produced by: King Chico Music
Published by: King Chico Universe © 2025

From Me To You

ومن الشباك شغلتنى عيونه.. بيانولا ..عبدالمنعم مدبولى.. #ريا_وسكينة

من لقاء يسري فودة مع حمزة نمرة
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Photo: Cord Meyer Jr., president of United World Federalists, Inc.(), visiting physicist Albert Einstein at his home to discuss Russia's attitude toward world government.
Location:	Princeton, NJ, US
Date taken:	1948
Photographer:	Alfred Eisenstaedt
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الكلمات

مالك مش باين ليه
قلبك تايه من مدة كبيرة
خايف تتكلم ليه
في عيونك حيرة
و حكاوي كتيرة
متغير ياما عن زمان
قافل علي قلبك البيبان
حبيت و فرقت كام مكان
عايش جواك
احساسك كل يوم يقل 
و تخطي و خطوتك تزل
من كتر ما احبطوك تمل
فين تلقي دواك
بتودع حلم كل يوم
تستفرد بيك الهموم
وكله كوم و الغربة كوم
و الجرح كبير
مبتديش حاجة اهتمام
اهلا اهلا .. سلام سلام
بقي طبعك قلت الكلام
و مفيش تفسير
داري داري
يا قلبي مهما تداري قصاد الناس حزننا مكشوف
وهو عادي عادي
محدش في الدنيادي
بيتعلق بشئ الا و فراقه يشوف

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