Ma Chérie By NAÏKA (Live Performance)

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Title: [Devil on My Shoulder]  
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Devil on My Shoulder

LYRICS:
[Verse]
The screen glows bright
It steals the night
Truth drowned in static
Lost in the fight
A thousand voices
None of them mine

[Prechorus]
Whispers louder than a scream
They sell us nightmares dressed as dreams

[Chorus]
While the media distracts us in lies
Sun Tzu's Art of War blinds our eyes
A silent battle we can't define
The frontlines drawn in your own mind

[Verse 2]
Scroll and swipe
A hypnotic trance
Puppets moving
Their strings enhance
Who's the master
Who's the pawn?

[Prechorus]
Whispers louder than a scream
They sell us nightmares dressed as dreams

[Chorus]
While the media distracts us in lies
Sun Tzu's Art of War blinds our eyes
A silent battle we can't define
The frontlines drawn in your own mind

[Bridge]
Algorithms dance
A shadow's trace
Reality's mask
A hidden face
The war we can't see
Yet we obey
Fighting ourselves every single day

[Chorus]
While the media distracts us in lies
Sun Tzu's Art of War blinds our eyes
A silent battle we can't define
The frontlines drawn in your own mind

[مقطع]
تتوهج الشاشة
تسرق الليل
الحقيقة غارقة في السكون
تائهة في المعركة
ألف صوت
لا صوت لي منها

[مقدمة]
همسات أعلى من الصراخ
يبيعوننا كوابيس مُتنكرة في صورة أحلام

[كورس]
بينما تُشتت وسائل الإعلام انتباهنا بالأكاذيب
فن الحرب لسون تزو يُعمي أعيننا
معركة صامتة لا نستطيع تعريفها
خطوط المواجهة مرسومة في ذهنك

[مقطع ٢]
مرر واسحب
نشوة منومة
دمى تتحرك
خيوطها تُعزز
من السيد
من البيدق؟

[مقدمة]
همساتٌ أعلى من الصراخ
يبيعوننا كوابيسَ مُزيّنةً بأحلام

[كورس]
بينما تُشتّت وسائل الإعلام انتباهنا بالأكاذيب
فنّ الحرب لسون تزو يُعمي أعيننا
معركةٌ صامتةٌ لا نستطيع تعريفها
الخطوط الأمامية المرسومة في ذهنك

[مقطع موسيقي]
الخوارزميات ترقص
أثر الظل
قناع الواقع
وجهٌ خفيّ
الحرب التي لا نراها
ومع ذلك نُطيع
نُحارب أنفسنا كل يوم

[كورس]
بينما تُشتّت وسائل الإعلام انتباهنا بالأكاذيب
فنّ الحرب لسون تزو يُعمي أعيننا
معركةٌ صامتةٌ لا نستطيع تعريفها
الخطوط الأمامية المرسومة في ذهنك

The War We Can't See

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🎵 واحة السراب (Wāḥat al-Sarāb) – Oasis of Mirage

[Intro – 0:00–0:50]
[soft desert wind, distant drops of water, shimmering synth pad fading in]  
[single ney note repeats like a breath – tranquil, echoing]  

[Verse 1 – Arabic, female vocal – calm and soft]
في قلبِ الرِّمالِ، حَلمٌ من ماء،  
تغفو النَّخيلُ على كتفِ الظِّلال،  
وفي البُعدِ، يبتسمُ السرابُ،  
كأنَّهُ وعدُ السَّماءِ للأرض.  

[Instrumental – 0:50–1:20]
[qanun arpeggios flow like rippling water; low warm bass enters slowly]

[Verse 2 – Arabic, duet – female and male voices]
يا واحةَ النُّورِ، يا نَفَسَ الحياة،  
فيكِ يَنسى العطشُ اسمه،  
ويُصلّي القلبُ في ظلالِكِ،  
كأنَّ الماءَ طهارةُ الرُّوح.  

[Main Groove – 1:25–2:40]
[Deep ambient house rhythm begins — soft kick, sand-brush percussion, airy bass pulses,  
qanun and oud weaving through stereo field]  

[Bridge – 2:45–3:15]
[whispered female mantra repeats:]  
"سرابٌ... ماءٌ... نورٌ..."  
("Mirage... water... light...")  
[reverb echoes create illusion of space — sound of dripping echo blends into rhythm]  

[Verse 3 – Arabic, male voice, intimate tone]
في صمتِكِ يذوبُ الوقت،  
وفي عُيونِكِ يَسكنُ الأبد،  
يا واحةَ السرابِ،  
يا أغنيةَ الرِّيحِ والضّوء.  

[Final Chorus / Chant – 3:20–4:40]
[grouped soft chanting, female lead with airy harmony repeating:]  
"يا واحةَ الحُلمِ... يا نَفَسَ السَّماء..."  
("O oasis of dream… O breath of the sky…")  
[water FX, delicate bells, bass melts into ambient fade]

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Falling into You

Without Tomorrow

In the hush of dawn, before the race
When dew still clings to turf and grace
There rides a ghost with burning mane
Through time and thunder, through joy and pain

Born under clouds where Kiwis roam
He crossed the sea to make us home
A chestnut flame with iron will
He ran for hearts he couldn’t still

Through dust and glory, through whip and flame
He ran for none, yet won a name
The crowd would roar, the earth would cry
And angels leaned in from the sky

Phar Lap! O heart of might!
Galloping god in morning light
Scattered soul, yet whole you stay
On Melbourne Cup, we ride your way

From paddock dreams to victory cries
You lit the storm in Aussie skies
Through every hoofbeat, breath, and neigh
You run with us, on this Cup Day

The mob took aim, the bullet flew
But fate said “No,” and the legend grew
In leaden weights they tried to drown
But the king still wore his laurel crown

Through dust and glory, through whip and flame
He ran for none, yet won a name
The crowd would roar, the earth would cry
And angels leaned in from the sky

Phar Lap! O heart of might!
Galloping god in morning light
Scattered soul, yet whole you stay
On Melbourne Cup, we ride your way

From paddock dreams to victory cries
You lit the storm in Aussie skies
Through every hoofbeat, breath, and neigh
You run with us, on this Cup Day

And when he fell on foreign shore
His light split threefold evermore
His hide, his bones, his sacred chest
Now rest in lands he once blessed

Through dust and glory, through whip and flame
He ran for none, yet won a name
The crowd would roar, the earth would cry
And angels leaned in from the sky

Phar Lap! O heart of might!
Galloping god in morning light
Scattered soul, yet whole you stay
On Melbourne Cup, we ride your way

From paddock dreams to victory cries
You lit the storm in Aussie skies
Through every hoofbeat, breath, and neigh
You run with us, on this Cup Day

Through dust and glory, through whip and flame
He ran for none, yet won a name
The crowd would roar, the earth would cry
And angels leaned in from the sky

Phar Lap! O heart of might!
Galloping god in the morning light
Scattered soul, yet whole you stay
On Melbourne Cup, we ride your way

King Phar Lap! Legend. Soul divine!
We drink to you with the finest wine
Through every hoofbeat on this day
Your spirit leads the Melbourne fray

Run on, great heart, your race goes on…
In every dream before the dawn…

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