قبل النهاية بثانيتين هتبقى قولت آخر كلمة في بالك.. واللي في الغالب هتبقى هي سبب الفراق، مش يمكن لو كنت قولت كلمة لطيفة وقتها كنت قدرت تصلح كل حاجة!!


قبل النهاية بثانيتين ..

بين الأمل وفُقدانه.

بقى كل ده عادي وبتبتسم يخريف  !

11:11

غاضبه منك و من أهلى و بلادي. 

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المره دي مفيش ديسكريشن.. هيكون في كلام عشوائي ومش مترتب حزن مبالغ فيه.. بدأت سنه جديده من كام ساعه غريبه انها مبقتش تفرق معايا سنه جديده اييه يعني؟ هيحصل اييه؟ الحزن سيدوم للأبد ..سنه جديده كالعاده وانا لوحدي سنه جديده وانا لسه مكتئب وبعاني من دماغي ومن التفكير والأرق والاكتئاب سنه جديده وندبات جديده هتحصل كالعاده حزن هيزيد ..افكار انتحاريه بتكتر ..انا صدقت واتأكدت فعلا ان ربما الحياه ليست للجميع او ربما الحياه ليست لي ... 🖤

زِيَاد صابِر.🖤

بس أنا منستكيش كل دا..!

‏كل حاجة زمان كانت احلى ، حتى احنا ..

مش عدل إن أنا بس اللي أخسر.

This song is about the moment a man finally stops resisting the truth he’s felt his whole life.
A truth carried not in sermons or headlines, but in the wind, in the quiet, ancient voice that rises from the land itself.

It’s the sound of Echo hearing what his father once knew,
what his mother carried in her blood,
what the ancestors whispered long before he was born.

It’s the confession that we didn’t embrace the old ways… we erased them,
and the realization that the path forward may actually bend back
toward the harmony, humility, and balance we abandoned.

This is the moment Echo steps into who he was meant to be 
not through politics, not through ambition,
but by listening to the earth beneath his feet.

When the wind finally speaks… he’s ready to hear it.


[Verse 1 ]

I heard a voice in the wind today,
Calling my name in a quiet way.
I shook it off like a passing storm,
But something in me wouldn’t stay warm.

I’ve built a life on climbing high,
A future carved in stone and sky
But now the world feels paper-thin,
And something ancient pulls me in.

[Pre-Chorus – The Whisper]

I tried to ignore it, pushed it aside,
But the wind kept knocking from the other side…

[Chorus – The Message Begins]

“We didn’t embrace the old ways,
We erased them,” the wind seemed to say.
“The land remembers what we forgot
Balance broken, harmony lost.”

And I don’t know why it hit so deep
Why a whisper could wake what I tried to keep
Buried low…
Where no one knows…
What the wind tried to tell me.

[Verse 2 – Bill’s Voice in Memory]

I heard my father’s voice somewhere,
Soft as dust in the summer air:
“Son, we belong to the land, you see…
Not the other way, that’s the key.”

I always brushed him off as old,
A man with stories carved in gold.
But now those words that made no sense
Are haunting every argument.

[Pre-Chorus – Echo Fighting It]

I’m a man with plans, a rising name
Why should I listen to wind or flame?

[Chorus – Wind Grows Stronger]

But “We didn’t embrace the old ways,
We erased them,” the wind kept saying.
“The earth won’t heal til you understand
You’re part of her. She’s not your land.”

And somewhere inside, though I tried to hide,
Something cracked open wide…
When the wind tried to tell me.

[Bridge – The Pendulum Tilt]

Maybe the truth isn’t loud or grand,
Maybe it comes like a drum through the sand
A heartbeat low, beneath our feet,
A memory rising when we feel defeat.

I don’t know what I’m meant to be
A leader, a voice, or a refugee
From everything I used to believe…
But the wind keeps calling me.

[Final Chorus – Acceptance Begins]

“We didn’t embrace the old ways,
We erased them…”
Now I hear it clear as day.
And maybe this path I chose to claim
Is bending back toward my father’s flame.

I’m not ready
But I’m listening…
To what the wind
Is telling me.

كُنا نتشارك كُل الأشياء حتي الحُزن.

باسل. 🇵🇸