jadal

Watch Official Video 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nkeLYw18xPk
Buy Album https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/el-makina/id591054107

Song composed, written, sang and performed by: Mahmoud Radaideh.
Keys / Synthesizers: Bader Helalat.

أنا حطيتك عكتافي ومشطت شعراتي لأنك حكيتي بردتي أعطيتك جكيتي
صارت ريحته ستتاتي أنا وصّلتك عالبيت واستنيت لضوى ضو غرفتك
هاد شعور مش أساسي بس أنا مآمن باحساسي
انتِ لعنتي أبو فطاسي ووقع فأسك براسي وانا ما طلبت
....
أنا بقول تريحيني وتريحي حالك
لو اجت عينك بعيني بنرجع أربع ثواني
أو بشوف من خلالك
قدريني بتنزلي من عيني أو إختفي من هون
....
ولو الحق مش عليكي بس أنا خايف أتعوّد عليكي
أنجن إذا رنّيت وما ردّيتي
تقولي إنك بتحبّي صوتي
وتصيري أعز صحابي
بس صاحبي بدفش سيارتي لو الساعة ثنتين مليون
.....
لازم أول ما شفتك درت ضهري وهربت
ركضت بعدت ما كنتش عارف انّي ححبك
أنا بخاف من الكوميتمنت أنا بخاف من الكوميتمنت

Ana Bakhaf Min El Commitment

Qabela - فرقة قبيلة الموسيقية | ولّ عليكي

{لها .. كانت ترقص روحي
لها .. كانت فرحة روحي
رياح .. اوصليني لها
رياح .. اعيديها لي
ما شرقت شمس في ضحاها
الا ما نادت ليلى
ما قمر بان مساء
الا بذكراها

جنان .. كانت تسكن صدري
جنان .. كانت تسكر عشقي
ضلال .. لا تزال هنا
ضلال .. لا تواسيني
ما شرقت شمس في ضحاها
الا ما نادت ليلى

ما قمر بان مساء
الا بذكراها
قفي يانجوم السماء
قفي يا لحظات الزمان
ما قلبي الا لها الى الابد

ما شرقت شمس في ضحاها
الا ما نادت ليلى
ما قمر بان مساء
الا بذكراها
قفي يانجوم السماء
قفي يا لحظات الزمان
ما قلبي الا لها الى الابد

قفي يانجوم السماء
قفي يا لحظات الزمان
ما قلبي الا لها الى الابد.}

Radiodervish - Layla E Majnun | ليلى والمجنون

Words & Music: Tania Saleh
Produced by: Tania Saleh & Erik Hillestad
Recorded by Khalil Chahine at Notta Studio, Lebanon
Mixed by Martin Abrahamsen at Studio Nordraak, Norway
Mastered by Bjorn Engelmann at The Cutting Room, Sweden
Taken from my album "A Few Images" available on iTunes:
itunes.apple.com/no/album/a-few-i…id916287752?l=nb

Lyrics translation (English):

Beirut windows are slowly rising
Houses are piled up, always looking good
We live in them together, windows with different views
And life is still young, with its flowers and thorns
Beirut windows are slowly rising
Read in their coffee cups, tell me what you see
They’ve been through a lot, sweet days and sour days
Hungry for more legends, and life is still young
Beirut windows are slowly rising
Our stories are hanging, forgotten on clotheslines
Like colorful canvases, on grey rooftops
Beirut windows are slowly rising
Houses are piled up, always looking good
We live in them together, windows with different views
Life is still young, with its flowers and thorns
She stands in the early mornings
With eye shadow around her beautiful eyes
Perhaps someone might drop by
And the sea with its ebbs and tides
Never tires, never stops
And no matter how old she gets
He’s the only neighbor who truly cares
Beirut windows are slowly rising
Our stories are hanging, forgotten on clotheslines
Like colorful canvases, on grey rooftops

Lyrics translation (Portugese):

As janelas de Beirute vão se abrindo devagar
Casas empilhadas, mantendo boa aparência
Vivemos juntos nelas, cada janela, uma vista
E a vida ainda é jovem, com suas flores e espinhos
As janelas de Beirute vão se abrindo devagar
Leia em suas xícaras de café, diga-me o que vê
Já passaram por muita coisa, dias doces e azedos
Famintos por mais lendas; e a vida ainda é jovem
As janelas de Beirute vão se abrindo devagar
Nossas histórias são penduradas, esquecidas no varal
Como telas coloridas, nos telhados cinzentos
As janelas de Beirute vão se abrindo devagar
Casas empilhadas, mantendo boa aparência
Vivemos juntos nelas, cada janela, uma vista
E a vida ainda é jovem, com suas flores e espinhos
Ela se levanta de manhã cedinho
E pinta seus belos olhos com kohl
Talvez alguém passe
E o mar com suas marés e refluxos
Nunca se cansa, nunca para
E não importa quantos anos ela tenha
Ele é o único vizinho com que ela realmente se preocupa
As janelas de Beirute vão se abrindo devagar
Nossas histórias são penduradas, esquecidas no varal
Como telas coloridas, nos telhados cinzentos


Tania Saleh | Beirut Windows/As Janelas De Beirute شبابيك بيروت

Emel Mathlouthi - B'ghalbetek / بغيبتك نزل الشتي- آمال مثلوثي

I wish there are more joy in our lives
That I could jump high and you say ‘that’s really nice’
I wish there are more love in our lives
That would make me happy and you say ‘common let’s all try’

Love is patient.   Love is kind
Love is share the pretty things in life
Love is patient.   Love is kind
Love is share the pretty things in life

I wish there are less “mean words” in our lives
That would make me sad and, you sometimes wonder why 
I wish there are less “judging” in our lives
Make this world a happier place, perfect for you and I

Love is patient.     Love is kind
Love is share the pretty things in life
Love is patient.     Love is kind
Love is share the pretty things in life

I wish there are more rainbows in our lives 
That’s a sign of God’s love, for you and I
I wish we have more sunshine in our lives
Puts a smile on my face and lights up the sky

Love is patient     Love is kind
Love is share the pretty things in life
Love is patient.   Love is kind
Love is, share the pretty things in life

God made us equal, love us all, you and I
That’s why we must love each other, we must try
What we are, is God’s perfect gift and reason why
He made us special, His greatest love, for you and I

Love is

A music side project by Ahmad Farah (Composing & Vocal) and Mahmoud Radaideh of JadaL (Music producing and arranging)
Watch video on https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bH4xWzZ2opk

كل يوم الشمس بتغيب
 وبتطلع عمكان جديد 

والمكان بدو عنوان
 وطوابع بريد 

غلبونا وضيعونا
 بخريطة الطريق
 
يمين ولا شمال
 وين هوي هالطريق 

ماتسأل مسئوول عن
 سؤال سألوواحد مسئوول 

جاوب جواب السؤال
 وشوي يكون مفهوم 

ماتعطينا كلام عن السلام
 خلي مدفون مرتاح 

تحت هالارض ماراح
 الزمان وراح 

يبا يما شو نهايتنا بهالهلاك
 بعتولنا شي ملاك ليخلصنا من هالهلاك 

خريفك ربيع والربيع
 صار دمو كتير 
والبيت معبا بصور
 وزكرى شهدا التحرير 

بس في مكان بالسما
 بوسع كل الناس 

بس في مكان عالارض
 لسا البني آدم بينداس

Badal FaQed (Ahmad Farah & Mahmoud Radaideh) - Halak بدل فاقد - هلاك

TARABBAND - Ashofak Baden
Music by Gabriel Hermansson
Lyrics by Nadin Al Khalidi
From the album "Ashofak Baden" KAPCD009, Kap Syd 2016

"A last minute conversation between a newly wedded couple, just few minutes before they were separated by the cruelty and force of war. This song is dedicated to them, where ever they are today. 
She - was forced to escape town just few minutes before the horrific occupation. He - had to stay with his old parents who wouldn't make it escaping. The last thing the couple did before separating is taking a last photography of themselves".  Nadin

Lyrics
 
Ashofak Baden

We'll meet some night later
By the banks of Tigris river
When two houses stand
Where there once was only land

The way to me is drawn on this photo
The story of my home is in this photo
The words of the pioneers are in this photo
Your sacred name is also written on this photo

My dream, to see my land blossom
Wars and pain in the past
The highest walls lay crumbled
That is my dream, my land in bloom

Then we'll meet, some night, later
By the banks of Tigris river
When two houses stand
Where there once was only land

We'll meet, some night, later
By the Tigris river's braids
Where that broken tree, that ruined land
Finally grew into homes

My words, my dear, are written on this photo
Don't wipe them away
Within them, greetings and longing
A reminder, always

My dream, to see my land blossom
Wars and pain are in the past
The highest walls lay crumbled
That is my dream, my land in bloom

(Kurdish) Ave chela bedah – Water the land


Recorded & mixed by Markus Nilsson, Sunnanå studio Sweden 2016
Mastered by Tony Lindgren, Fascinaton street studios Sweden 2016 

ISRC: SE2BV1600101
All rights reserved, Tarabband/Kap Syd 2016

Credits:
Nadin Al Khalidi - lead vocals
Gabriel Hermansson - guitar, mandole, choir
Romain Coutama - bass, choir
Dan Svensson - darbuka, khashaba, frame drums, choir
Filip Runesson - violin

Guest: Hanouneh - choir

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Ashofak Baden

english follows:
لو فيو القمر يعتب كان طفّى من زمان
شايف الحُر مغلّب شايف كوكب خدران
لو فيو القمر دندل راسه وشخّر كمان
شايف الغلى مشنشل شايف رِخص الإنسان
عشمك فينا خسران يا قمرنا السّهران
إمشي وما تفتل ضهرك الحالة بدّا دوزان

لو فيّو الهوا يخرم مخّك تقلب فهيم
نافخينك داعمينك تتشمت بالعاقلين
لو فيّو الهواحُرقة ولو بالدّنيا سائلين 
كنا من دهر وعينا وحرقنا الموازين
بس غلي البنزين التعن دينو البانزين
يعني لو طلع بايدو ولّع فينا من سنين

لو فيّو الشّتا يبكي بدل المرة عشرين
كان صفّى هالبشريّة اللي بتاجر بالدّين
لو فيو الشّتا يبكي كان غرقت من زمان
مش بس الكرة الارضية حتى المجرة كمان
بس الشتا عقلان مذوق والله وفهمان 
اسمحولي انهي الجملة !

...

غناء- تريز سليمان
درمز - رامي نخلة
جيتار باص - شادي عويدات
جيتار - يزن إبراهيم
ساكسفون - عمر مداح
كمان  - هلانة خاطر
أكورديون - حسن نخلة

تطقيع: خلود عيد، شخير: كارم مطر

من ألبوم "زهر اللوز" إنتاج : سامر جرادات
 تسجيل: ستوديو كارم مطر
ميكساج | كارم مطر
ماستر | ستيف كوراو

تصميم الملصق: حسام الشاعر

...

If the moon could be upset, he would switch off his light  
watching all the tiered souls and an entire planet sedated 
If the moon could, it would dangle his head and snore too
watching all get more expensive, but human life ever cheaper
Oh our moon staying up late
Just walk away and don’t turn back
this situation needs fine tuning. 

If the wind could get inside your head 
to adjust it and  make you understand
how you’re over inflated and overstated
just mocking all the sensible ones around   
If the wind had any yearning or any of us cared to question
A decade ago we would have risen and set fire to conventions 
But the petrol is so expensive, so damn expensive
And if it could, the petrol would have set us on fire a while ago

If rain could cry, it wouldn’t stop
It would clear out those who trade in religion 
If only it could cry - we would have drowned by now 	
Not just earth, the entire galaxy too
But the rain is kind and gentle, even generous 
So please allow me to end my sentence here too! 

…

Vocal- Terez Sliman
Drums - Rami Nakhleh
Bass Guitar - Shadi Awidat
Guitar - Yazan Ibrahim
Saxophone - Amr Mdah
Violin - Hellanh Khater
Accordion - Hassan Nakhleh
translated to English by – Rafeef Ziadah

from "Almond Blossom" album, produced by : Samer Jaradt
recorded at studio: Karem Matar
Mixing | Karem Matar
Mastering | Steve Corrao 

Poster designed by : Hosam Alshaer

All copyrights reserved 
Samer Jaradat | Terez Sliman | Yazan Ibrahim

تريز سليمان - بوطني

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