Artist and singer in one person from Morocco - Fatima Ezzahra - has returned with a real hip-hop compositions in a new album called "Wandering Wind " It was released on June 8 this year and is now available on her music streaming channels like Youtube, Spotify, Soundclound and others. Lyrics are, as always, deep, this time from The Light of Asia, or The Great Renunciation (Mahâbhinishkramana), book by Sir Edwin Arnold.

Musician Fatima Ezzahra is a 23-year-old young female from Morocco. She has been creating music now for many years and this is her fourth solo album. Relatively recently, she also released her very charming third solo album consisting of piano and her voice in a smooth jazzy songs filled with a knowledge of ancient wisdom - Thirukkural parts - gathered together in a chill-out philosophical album "Desire But Duty" is what everyone needs to hear.

As the lyrics for the "Wandering Wind" are written in the book of “The Light Of Asia” – a form of a narrative poem - describing the life and time of Prince Gautama Buddha, who, after attaining enlightenment, became the Buddha, The Awakened One, as we all know him today, parts of songs are in a hip-hop style. The songs presents his life, character, and philosophy in a series of verses. It is a free adaptation of the Lalitavistara.

A purpose of this album is to introduce listeners about a very little known outside of Asia - Buddha and Buddhism. Fatima’s songs are one of the first successful efforts to popularize Buddhism for a Western listeners implementing Eduard Arnold’s poetry into songs. It is worthy to mention that after receiving the poem from theosophists, Mahatma Gandhi was awed and his subsequent introduction to Madame Blavatsky and her Key to Theosophy inspired him to study his own religion.

Fatima Ezzahra stands out mainly for her harmonious and melodic performance. Her compositions have a soul and sometimes a reggae touch. Nevertheless, she is still one of the world’s top singers. This is also what she proves in this album, because "Wandering Wind" is a album with a again something revolutionary new - songs with sharp hip-hop rhymes and smooth touches in refrains.

The musician's best-known compositions are "The Voices ofthe Wandering Wind" and "Who Flung Me Flowers", which are played on both Radio mind108.com and Radio BestReggae.co.uk. The musician also shares a song with the Latvian singer Grafomāns. It is known that the first music video for this album is coming soon, as well as Fatima already is working on her next project.

The song was made in the studio of the reggae artist zHustlers – BlackSeaRecords.com by a content creator and producer Martins Ate. He has also created visual effects for this song. You can learn more about Fatima Ezzahra's work by looking at her compositions online on her website – FatimaEzzahraMusic.com. It must be said that real UK hip-hop and lo-fi fans will like this album a lot.

We offer to listen to Fatima Ezzahra’s album “Wandering Wind ".

Fatima Ezzahra - Wandering Wind, 2021

In which calm home of happy life and love
     Ligged our Enlightened One, knowing not of woe,
     Nor want, nor pain, nor plague, nor age, nor death,
     Save as when sleepers roam dim seas in dreams,

    	 Bright-clad and laughing as if life were good.
     	"Fair is the world," he said, "it likes me well!

     And land awearied on the shores of day,
     Bringing strange merchandise from that black voyage.
     Thus ofttimes when he lay with gentle head
     Lulled on the dark breasts of the wife,

  	   Bright-clad and laughing as if life were good.
  	  "Fair is the world," he said, "it likes me well!
     
         Her fond hands fanning slow his sleeping lids,
         He would start up and cry, "My world!  Oh, world!

	     Bright-clad and laughing as if life were good.
	     "Fair is the world," he said, "it likes me well!

Bright-clad and laughing - Fatima Ezzahra (Wandering Wind, 2021)

I hear!  I know!  I come!"  And I would ask,
     "What ails my Lord?" with large eyes terrorstruck;
     For at such times the pity in his look
     Was awful, and his visage like a god's.

	Wherefore and whence we are ye cannot know,
         Nor where life springs nor whither life doth go;
         We are as ye are, ghosts from the inane,
         What pleasure have we of our changeful pain?


     Then would he smile again to stay her tears,
     And bid the vinas sound; but once they set
     A stringed gourd on the sill, there where the wind
     Could linger o'er its notes and play at will—

	Wherefore and whence we are ye cannot know,
         Nor where life springs nor whither life doth go;
         We are as ye are, ghosts from the inane,
         What pleasure have we of our changeful pain?

    	 	Wild music makes the wind on silver strings—
  		   And those who lay around heard only that;
				   But I hear the heavens play,
  	  	 And to my ears they sang such words as these:—

	Wherefore and whence we are ye cannot know,
         Nor where life springs nor where does life go;
         We are as ye are, ghosts from the inane,
         What pleasure have we of our changeful pain?

We Are As Ye Are - Fatima Ezzahra (Wandering Wind, 2021)

What pleasure hast thou of thy changeless bliss?
     Nay, if love lasted, there were joy in this;
     But life's way is the wind's way, all these things
     Are but brief voices breathed on shifting strings.

	But thou that art to save, thine hour is nigh!
     	The sad world waileth in its misery,
     	The blind world stumbleth on its round of pain;
    	 Rise, children of illusion! wake! slumber not again!

     O ilusions children!  because we roam the earth
     Moan we upon these strings; we make no mirth,
     So many woes we see in many lands,
     So many streaming eyes and wringing hands.

     	But thou that art to save, thine hour is nigh!
     	The sad world waileth in its misery,
     	The blind world stumbleth on its round of pain;
    	 Rise, children of illusion! wake! slumber not again!


     		Yet mock we while we wail, for, could they know,
     		This life they cling to is but empty show;
     		'Twere all as well to bid a cloud to stand,
    		 Or hold a running river with the hand.

    	 But thou that art to save, thine hour is nigh!
     	The sad world waileth in its misery,
    	 The blind world stumbleth on its round of pain;
    	 Rise, children of illusion! wake! slumber not again!

Children of illusion - Fatima Ezzahra (Wandering Wind, 2021)

So sigh we, passing o'er the silver strings,
     To thee who know'st not yet of earthly things;
     So say we; mocking, as we pass away,
     These lovely shadows wherewith thou dost play.

	We are the voices of the wandering wind
   	  Wander thou, too, O Prince, thy rest to find;
   	  Leave love for love of lovers, for woe's sake
   	  Quit state for sorrow, and deliverance make.

     Thereafter it befell he sate at eve
     Amid his beauteous Court, holding the hand
     Of sweet Yasodhara, and some maid told—
     With breaks of music when her rich voice dropped—

	We are the voices of the wandering wind
   	  Wander thou, too, O Prince, thy rest to find;
   	  Leave love for love of lovers, for woe'ssake
   	  Quit state for sorrow, and deliverance make.

   		  An ancient tale to speed the hour of dusk,
    		 Of love, and of a magic horse, and lands
    		 Wonderful, distant, where pale peoples dwelled
    		 And where the sun at night sank into seas.

          We are the voices of the wandering wind
   	  Wander thou, too, O Prince, thy rest to find;
   	  Leave love for love of lovers, for woe's sake
   	  Quit state for sorrow, and deliverance make.

The Voices Of The Wandering Wind - Fatima Ezzahra (Wandering Wind, 2021)

Because I come abroad!  How many things I need not
     if such little households hold Enough to make our city 
     Full of smiles - Drive through the gates, and let me see
     More of this gracious world I have not known.

      	An old, old man, whose shrivelled skin, suntanned,
     	Clung like a beast's hide to his fleshless bones.

     So passed I through the gates, a joyous crowd
     Thronging about the wheels, whereof some ran
     Before the oxen, throwing wreaths, some stroked
     Their silken flanks, some brought them rice and cakes,

      	An old, old man, whose shrivelled skin, suntanned,
     	Clung like a beast's hide to his fleshless bones.

     Thus all the path are kept with gladsome looks
     And filled with fair sights—when midway in the road,
     Slow tottering from the hovel where he hid,
     Crept forth a wretch in rags, haggard and foul,

          An old, old man, whose shrivelled skin, suntanned,
     	Clung like a beast's hide to his fleshless bones.

An Old Old Man - Fatima Ezzahra (Wandering Wind, 2021)

Is there a land which sees the great sun roll
     Into the waves, and are there hearts like ours,
     Countless, unknown, not happy—it may be—
     Whom we might succour if we knew of them?

	There must be many we should love—how else?
	There must be many we should love—how else?


     Ofttimes I marvel, as the Lord of day
     Treads from the east his kingly road of gold,
     Who first on the world's edge hath hailed his beam,
     The children of the morning; oftentimes,

         There must be many we should love—how else?
	There must be many we should love—how else?

		         Sore have I panted, at the sun's decline,
     To pass with him into that crimson west
     And see the peoples of the evening.

         There must be many we should love—how else?
	There must be many we should love—how else?

How Else - Fatima Ezzahra (Wandering Wind, 2021)

My soul finds rest in God alone, my salvation's sure and true,
He's my rock, my salvation, my fortress through and through.
I'll never be shaken, for He's my refuge and my might,
In His unfailing love, I'll stand strong in the fight.

Trust in Him, O people, pour out your hearts in prayer,
For God is our refuge, a shelter from every snare.
Though riches may increase, let not your heart's trust sway,
For true strength and salvation are found in Him today.

My soul, find rest in God alone, surrender your distress,
He's my rock, my salvation, in His arms, I'll find rest.
He's my fortress, my hope, my refuge in distress,
I'll trust in Him forever, His love, my endless quest.

Power and love belong to God, and He rewards each one,
According to their deeds, under the ever-brightening sun.
Trust in Him, O people, for His love and grace abide,
In His steadfast presence, we'll forever confide.

Trust In Jah (Psalm 62) - Kireyna Hoshi

Rest In Jah (Psalm 62) - Kireyna Hoshi

God is our refuge and our strength, a help in times of trouble,
In His sanctuary, we find solace, our worries He'll bubble.
Though mountains may quake, and waters tumultuously roar,
In His presence, we're safe, fear we'll ignore.

Nations may rage, kingdoms may totter and fall,
But in the shadow of His wings, we'll stand tall.
The Lord of hosts is with us, our fortress and shield,
His peace, like a river, to our hearts yield.

Be still, my soul, and know He is God,
In His refuge, we find solace, our fears abroad.
The God of Jacob, our fortress, our rock,
In His presence, we'll find peace, like the shepherd's flock.

Come, behold the works of the Lord, His wonders to survey,
He makes wars cease, and the nations His commands obey.
With exaltation and assurance, in His peace, we abide,
The God of hosts, our refuge, forever by our side.

Jah Is Our Refuge (Psalm 46) - Kireyna Hoshi

Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth, make a sound,
Serve Him with gladness, His presence is all around.
Come before Him with songs, joyful anthems employ,
Know that He is God, your Maker, with everlasting joy.

Enter His gates with thanksgiving, His courts with praise,
Give thanks to Him and bless His name in all your ways.
For the Lord is good, His steadfast love endures,
His faithfulness to all generations securely assures.

(CHORUS)
We are His people, the sheep of His hand,
In His love, we'll forever stand.
With gratitude and praise, in His presence, we'll land,
In the courts of our God, with joy, we expand.

(BRIDGE)
For the Lord is gracious, His mercy does abound,
His truth endures forever, with blessings unbound.
With thanksgiving in our hearts, in His love, we'll reside,
Forever in His presence, our souls He'll guide.

Thanksgiving (Psalm 100) - Kireyna Hoshi

Sing a new song to the Lord, the King of all the earth,
His marvelous works proclaim, declare His wondrous worth.
With His right hand and holy arm, victory He displays,
The nations witness His salvation, His righteousness ablaze.

He remembers His love and faith to Israel's chosen race,
All the ends of the earth have seen His saving grace.
Let the sea resound, and all within it, clap their hands,
The world and all who dwell in it, in joyful praise, now stand.

(CHORUS)
Shout for joy to the Lord, let the earth resound,
With trumpets and harps, let His praise resound.
The rivers clap their hands, the mountains sing profound,
In the presence of our God, let our praise resound.

(BRIDGE)
Let creation join the chorus, let the hills sing glad,
For the Lord comes to judge the earth, making the nations glad.
With righteousness and truth, His reign is never dimmed,
In His love and holiness, the world finds peace, untrimmed.

Joy (Psalm 98) - Kireyna Hoshi

As the deer pants for water, my soul longs for You,
In this dry and weary land, Your presence, I pursue.
My tears have been my food, both night and day,
In Your hope and salvation, my spirit finds its way.

Deep calls unto deep, as waves o'er me roll,
Yet in the roar of Your waters, I find solace for my soul.
By day, the Lord commands His steadfast love,
By night, His song's with me, His guidance from above.

(CHORUS)
Why, my soul, are you downcast and in despair?
Put your hope in God, His love's beyond compare.
He's the lifter of my head, my refuge from despair,
In His presence, I'll rejoice, His grace I'll declare.

(BRIDGE)
My soul, cast your anchor in God's steadfast love,
Though the tempests may rage, He's your refuge from above.
In the land of the living, I'll praise His name,
My hope, my rock, my salvation, still the same.

Hope (Psalm 42) - Kireyna Hoshi

I will bless Jah at all times, His praise in my voice,
In the reggae rhythms of gratitude, my soul will rejoice.
His goodness and mercy, they follow me each day,
In His love and deliverance, I'll forever stay.

I sought Jah, and He heard me, from all my fears He set me free,
In the reggae groove of His grace, His face I'll always see.
The angel of the Lord encamps around those who fear His name,
In His love and protection, our hearts are aflame.

(CHORUS)
Taste and see, Jah is good, His love is profound,
In the reggae melodies, let our praises resound.
Blessed are we who in Him are found,
In His arms of deliverance, our joy knows no bound.

(BRIDGE)
Though troubles may surround us, in Jah's love, we'll confide,
In the reggae rhythms of faith, with Him, we'll abide.
He redeems our souls, in His love, we'll ride,
In His fortress of deliverance, our fears will subside.

Jah Is Good  (Psalm 34) - Kireyna Hoshi

The Lord is my light, my salvation, my shield,
In whom shall I fear? To Him, I'll yield.
He's the stronghold of life, I'll have no dread,
In His presence, my path, by His grace, I'll tread.

Though foes may assail, my heart won't despair,
In His tent, I'll dwell, 'neath His tender care.
He'll hide me from trouble, in His tabernacle's grace,
I'll sing and make music, seek His radiant face.

(CHORUS)
One thing I seek, one thing I implore,
To dwell in His house, forever, adore.
In His sanctuary, I'll seek Him, explore,
With joy in my heart, His name I'll restore.

(BRIDGE)
Though parents forsake me, in Him, I confide,
He'll lead me on paths, in His love, I'll abide.
Wait on the Lord, be of good courage, be strong,
In His unfailing love, I'll forever belong.

Trust  (Psalm 27) - Kireyna Hoshi

Bless the Lord, O my soul, with praises I'll sing,
For all of His goodness, my heart takes its wing.
Forget not His benefits, His mercies so wide,
In His love and compassion, forever I'll hide.

He forgives all my sins, heals my wounds, makes me whole,
Redeems my life from the pit, restores my lost soul.
With lovingkindness and tender compassion, He's near,
His grace and His favor, I'll cherish, revere.

(CHORUS)
So I'll bless the Lord, from my soul's deepest core,
With thanksgiving and praise, now and evermore.
All His works and His deeds, I'll forever explore,
In His presence, His love, I'll eternally adore.

(BRIDGE)
As the heavens are high, and the earth He does frame,
So great is His mercy, His glorious name.
From generation to generation, His love will endure,
In His arms of compassion, my faith stays secure.

Gratitude  (Psalm 103) - Kireyna Hoshi

The Lord's my shepherd, I'll never be in need,
Beside calm waters, in green pastures, He leads.
He restores my soul, in His love, I'll abide,
In His tender care, forever I'll confide.

In the shadow's valley, no fear shall I face,
For His rod and His staff, my heart finds its grace.
A table prepared, 'midst my enemies, I'll dine,
With oil on my head, my cup overflows, divine.

(CHORUS)
Though shadows may linger, and trials abound,
In the Lord's presence, my peace is found.
His goodness and mercy, my companions will be,
In His house forever, His love sets me free.

(BRIDGE)
I'll dwell in His house, in His presence, I'll stay,
Forever and ever, I'll praise and obey.
In green pastures and still waters, I'll thrive,
With my Shepherd beside me, in Him, I'm alive.

My Shepherd (Psalm 23) - Kireyna Hoshi

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