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Baheb Fee Gharamak لطيفة-بحب_في_غرامك

بحب فى غرامك - لطيفة

رجاء بلمليح _ يا غايب عن عيوني

محمد محسن وواحده من احلى اغانيه 
نشبه لايه - وبحبك من زمان جدا 
من كلمات الرائع مصطفى ابراهيم 
والحان وغناء محمد محسن 
من حفل ساقية الصاوى
الكلمات 
 
نشبه لايه
نشبة لاى اتنين يحبوا وما يقولوش
نشبه لايه 
للى خايفين يحلموا فمبعيشوش
وملقوش طريق يتقابلوا فيه 
نشبه لايه 
نشبه حكايات عشتها او حلم ناقص وانتهى 
نشبه حاجات مش وقتها 
او جرح متعود عليه
 نشبه لايه
برغم ان الكلام عن الحب من نظره كلام متعاد
وبان الصدفه احيانا بتبقى بالف الف ميعاد 
ورغم ان الكلام اصلا بينقص حاجه كل ما زاد 
ورغم انى جدع وتقيل وعمرى ما اقولها بالساهل
 انا نفسى اقولهالك فى اول مره نتقابل 
فلو كان المكان يسمح وست الكل لو تاذن 
انا عايز اقول انى بحبك من زمان جدا

محمد محسن -   نشبه لايه - بحبك من زمان جدا

لطيفة_بحب فى غرامك

فيفا اطاطا - فرحة اللمبي

Fifa Atata - Farhet El Lamby

ولا بيهمني - نوال الزغبي

Alli El Dehkaya علي الضحكاية

a low floor under a higher ache

Patience is percussion on the rim of rock,
drip spells doctrine into lime and chalk.
Grain after grain, a grammar under frost,
letters in the limestone learning what is lost.
I set my jaw to gentle, let the rhythm choose,
soft knocks, small knocks, news against the bruise.
Clarify or calcify, the fork inside the throat:
one path is water writing, one is turning to a coat.
I practice being porous where the day would plate me tight,
let meaning seep and brighten, not harden into white.

Little laws in little drops, low work, long light;
I keep a softer center where the corners want to bite.

This is what the waiting’s like, drops of sulphur born from strife.
Is this what hope can be, blindfolded photon, cascading endlessly.
Strike, wave warm and boldly, collapse into the only,
only one that ever was, feed the growth of fern and moss.
Maybe all of us are alike, alike alone together on this tall steep hike, 
this is what a loop is like.

Hill with a hard old heart, I climb and keep it kind,
boots rhyme slate with breath, I loosen in the mind.
Stubborn grace is cheek against the granite’s stubborn face,
neither breaks the other; both remember pace.
I knock the same small syllable until the music yields,
not cracking for a triumph, but opening to fields.
Clarify or calcify, I hear the proverb ring,
Dyfal donc on knuckle bone until the welter sings.
Not every edge needs filing; some just want a palm,
a steady pulse of nearness drumming them to calm.

Stone learns slow from water; I learn slow from stone,
to carry weight without becoming wholly bone.

This is what the waiting’s like, drops of sulphur born from strife.
Hope is how a photon hides, a wave that will not choose a side,
blindfold on, it rides and rides.
Strike, then warm and boldly be, collapse into the only,
only love that ever was, feed the fern, invite the moss.
Maybe all of us alike, alike alone upon this hike,
this is what a loop is like.

Wave says “both,” and particle says “pick,”
I lay the coin on tongue and let it melt, not click.
Knees know slate, hands know shale,
heart is a hammer that has learned to fail
at breaking; now it learns to name,
to tap until the shape is tame.
Clarify the salt from grief,
calcify the false belief.
If I must harden, let it be to hold,
a shell around the tender, not a prison made of cold.

The ridge is long, the weather’s loud,
we are a hush inside a crowd.
I see you shoulder daylight’s load,
I hear you counting stones to code.
The choice repeats in rain and rhyme,
turn to crust or turn to time.
I keep a cup for clarity and carry what I can,
I leave a chalk-white outline where I used to be a man.
Grace is not a lightning strike; it’s knuckles, breath, and will,
the courage to stay soluble and sing while standing still.

Tap and listen, listen and let go;
the mountain keeps no anger that the moss does not outgrow.

This is what the waiting’s like, drops of sulphur borne from strife.
Is this what hope can be, blindfolded photon, falling, free.
Strike, wave warm and boldly, collapse into the only,
only one that ever was, feed the growth of fern and moss.
Maybe all of us are alike, alike alone together on this tall, steep hike;
yes, this is what a loop is like.

Clarify, not calcify, let the drop decide.
Knock, and keep your knuckles kind.

clarify calcify

راغب علامه - ليالينا القديمه

سيدتي الجميلة - راغب علامة

علمتينى / راغب علامة

رجعنا من تانى مع النجم احمد شيبة فى اغنية الي منى مزعلنى من قائد التوزيعات زيزو الجنرال شغل عالى اوووى يارب يعجبكم

احمد شيبة ـ الي منى مزعلنى ـ توزيـع زيزو الجـنرال قائد البحيرة

علقتنى بالهوا /ريدا


و لان صوتي في الحديث كصوته 
و لان وجهي في الصفات كوجهه 
و لانني في عمره و انا له اغلى صديق 

صرت امتدادا امتدادا لالحريق 

هو قد رماكي رماكي في الطريق 
و امتص نورك و الرحيق

جئت علي تمثلين مجنونة بي تدعين 
يالبراءة من خلالي تعبرين 
يالبراءة من خلالي تثارين 

انا في الحقيقة معجب بك و بالوجه الجميل 
و بكبريائي معجب اكثر و بالحظ القليل 

لكنني يا حلوتي لالالا لا ارتضي دور البديل 



ولا بيهمني - نوال الزغبي

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