Name: لا تكشف هذا الرأس :: قحطان البديري :: محرم 1447 by toblani in محرم ١٤٤٧
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Description: لا تكشف هذا الرأس :: قحطان البديري :: محرم 1447

محرم ١٤٤٧

نظرة - محمد الخياط

‎⁨جابتني أمي المجلسك | عبد المحسن العمراني⁩

ليالي الجرح | محمد باقر الخاقاني

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‎⁨أخوي وصديقي  :: قحطان البديري :: محرم 1447

أخوي وصديقي | قحطان البديري | محرم 1447 هـ - 2025 م

لَمْ أنْسَ زَيْنَبَ | محمود أسيري | محرم 1447هـ

أعيش بعالمك | محمد الخياط | محرم 1447 هـ - 2025 م

لا تتركني | حسين الأسدي | محرم 1447 هـ - 2025 م

ما أسامح الفرات | الشيخ حسين الأكرف | محرم 1447 هـ 2025 م

قصة حزن | الحاج باسم الكربلائي | محرم 1447 هـ - 2025 م

لا تكشف هذا الرأس :: قحطان البديري :: محرم 1447

حنيت | عيسى نزار الدرازي | محرم 1447 هـ 2025 م

"Brother" is more than a track — it’s a promise carved in sound.
Born as a birthday gift for my best friend and brother in life, André, it carries 150 BPM of pure euphoric hardstyle: powerful drops, emotional melodies, and heartfelt bilingual lyrics (EN/ES/PT).

Inside this anthem live our nights dreaming of the future, the passion for cars, the struggles and the triumphs, the bond that nothing can break. It’s not just music: it’s our symbol, our memory, our eternal mark.

A hymn of friendship, family, and shared dreams — from BYD runways to AMG’s and Quadrifoglio’s, all the way to Monaco.
You will rise, irmão, and I’ll be by your side. Forever.


· Lyrics:

Esto es para ti, mi hermano

André, we started rough...
my fault, my noise,
I made the waves that shook our poise.
But you stayed close, 
through smoke and doubt,
through late-night talks we mapped it out.
On empty streets and sunrise lights,
you kept my hope in quiet nights.
You showed me cars — the spark, the roar;
you lit the fire I run for more.

Thank you for holding when I push too far,
for reading the storm, for being my star.
Confia em ti, irmão
— your mind is gold;
you turn the coldest winter bold.

You will rise, brother— this road is yours to claim;
B Y D is your runway — work hard, own your name.
A paper crown means nothing when wisdom drives the frame;
fight clean, burn bright, and set the sky aflame.
I stand beside you — brother, I’m with you.

Trips with no map, our fumadas and laughs,
gas stations at midnight, two parallel paths.
You tuned my eyes to engines and lines,
to the song of machines, to mechanical signs.
One day your AMG will sing,
my Quadrifoglio biting the spring;
we’ll cut the coast, Monaco in sight,
two brothers rolling into the night.

When doubt speaks loud, remember this truth:
no title can measure your grit or your youth.
Eu acredito — your compass is right;
hold to your lane and hit the lights.

You will rise, brother— sell bright B Y Ds;
each “no” becomes a tailwind breeze.
The world needs minds like yours — precise and kind;
commitment carved in steel, brilliance refined.
We’ll climb together — leave the gray behind.

Obrigado por tudo — for staying when I fell.
With Ana by your side, and faithful friends as well;
with parents who gave roots that time cannot erase —
you are a house of light, a steady place.

I know I'm not easy, I press and I spin,
but you never leave — you help me begin.
You saw the best when I saw the worst,
you gave me water when I died of thirst.
If work is a mountain, you’re built to climb;
if purpose is music, you’re perfectly timed.

Keep showing up, give all you can give;
build your tomorrow in how you live.

You will rise, brother — the future is bright;
B Y D to the stars, go claim that height.
No fear of the paper — your mind is the key;
find your place in the world and set yourself free.

From Nacho with love — I see who you’ll be.

o futuro é brilhante… e sempre estarei contigo, irmão.

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Thank you!

Brother

Brother - Original Mix


سآمـ ح ـينيَ .. عالنهرَ لو طآحت يسآري ويمينيَ
حللينيَ / وآعذرينيَ : خآف اروح ومـآ ارد لاترتجينيَ !

- هذآ حكم اللهَ وعلينا امرة جـآري ، يآختي واليوم : آعتذر جيت وآرجوا
منكَ آن تقبلينَ إع ـتذآري
اقسمَ علـيش بـ كسر ضلع الزكيةَ .. خآف اكون مقصرَ بحقشَ عليه 



السلآم عليكَ يـ ابا الفضل العبـآس :(

لا تكشف هذا الرأس :: قحطان البديري :: محرم 1447

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