يا مجرمهہ‏‏ يـآ عنيـدهہ‏‏ يا طاغيه              في المبسم الذباح وعيونگ السود                              ♪♪.               آشششوف في عيونك قصيدهہ‏‏          وآشـشـوف فيـي خدك سنا بارق رعود 

ليت قلبي حديد وليت نفسي جريّه
‏في مواجه مقادير الزمن الازدواجي

‏صار حتى القصيد اللي طروقه عذيه
‏اكبر اسباب ضيقة خاطري وانزعاجي

‏ودي اغيب و ابعد في الفجوج الخليه
‏وانقطع مع طريق الإنقطاع المفاجي

-  انت ذنبً لا غفره الله ولا لي عنه توبه .

لاتغرّك ضحكةٍ في وجهي المتغاضي المرتاح أنا والله أشيل ديار في صدري بأهاليها ..

مثل الي بالع جمره وساكت والجمره ذي جالسه تحرقه وتحرق كل شيء فيه ومو قادر يتكلم ولا يقول انه ينحرق هاذي اناا ؟

مايقتل الساكت الا سوالف قلبه …

Hirai Zerdus-Dur Leyla

Halil Ibrahim  musa eroglu

Sibel Pamuk - Al Yazmalim

Introduction and Lyrics in English:

The ghost forest really does exist on the German Baltic coast. Over the centuries, the beech, oak and ash trees have taken on bizarre shapes due to the Baltic wind and the many storms. To me, they look like bent, crooked figures that seem to be on the run from the recurring storms. 
As almost all the trees have only one crown and are completely bare underneath, they also give me the impression that they have shut themselves off from the fury of the storms and withdrawn into themselves.
In my imagination, the storms stand for the inner ghosts or demons that more or less haunt everyone rarely, sometimes often or always at night.  
For me, the trees in turn symbolize the sometimes panic-like fears and the need to flee when the inner ghosts appear.   
At the same time, in my mind the trees also stand for the great achievement of some people who nevertheless live and continue to live under the impression of permanent demonic inner storms: Admittedly somehow crooked, slanted and crooked; but nevertheless in a marvelous way peculiar, unmistakable and original.
This is the background against which the song ""Ghostly Forest"" was created.

Ghostly forest

Every night you are there
Like a fool tormenting me with relish
Like a sneering clown
You force me to look into my abyss

Mmh

Fall deep, almost unbearable these soul wounds
Give me this one shot that pulls me out of the tunnel of pain
aah

You tell me dark things
Accuse me, expose me, make me small
You put me before the last judgement
Spit brazenly in my scarred face

You give me the feeling
That all I want is to die, to be dead
Oooh
Seemingly salvation, consolation

No! Get up!
Get to your feet!
At the bottom
You're still healthy,

I was 
In the ghostly forest
I lost my way there,
I still find the gap
Which leads me to my Yes! to life
Leads me to life!

You never leave me in peace
Give me new blisters every night

When I think I've banished you now,
You come prancing in from the left

Not one tired night 
I woke up without your fearful bite
Behind windows, doors, cupboards you sit 
Always ready for the nightmare leap

This morning
my deepest soul centre would have almost
faded before you

You were on the verge of destroying my core
Dishonouring my dignity beyond repair

A deflated moment
Who knows only silence, rigor mortis
Oooh
Already thought I'd never return

No! Get up!
Get to your feet!
At the bottom
You're still healthy,

I was 
In the ghostly forest
I lost my way there,
I still find the gap
Which leads me to my Yes! to life
Leads me to life!

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