IF THE SHOE FITS, BLOSSOM, BAMBINO ! 
Raid Naim - The Wanderer’s Mirage (ShAnkAri touch) 
R.sinik - Chaos Theory (ShAnkAri touch) 
Trent Saleet - Project Mac (ShAnkAri touch)
The Black Buddhist - Cuban Salsa (ShAnkAri touch) 
kinelle man // Chasten - Tristeza Latina (ShAnkAri cook-up) 
Meraki // B.Boldizsar - Givin you da luv // Clockwork (ShAnkAri cook-up) 
Ruthless outkast - Berries & Cream (ShAnkAri touch) 
Brax - Gin Ki No Bi (ShAnkAri shift)
Invaider - Anxiety (ShAnkAri touch)
Capital B - Fine (ShAnkAri touch)
Anastasia Skinny & Kreazy K - The City (ShAnkAri touch)
notdonnie - Human nature (ShAnkAri touch) 
Brax - Wendigo (ShAnkAri touch)
FacedFaceless//Brax - The Librarian echo (ShAnkAri cook-up)
Frosty - Flow State (ShAnkAri touch) 
G-Wilikurse - push pens (ShAnkAri touch) 
KENJI 600 - if the shoe fits (ShAnkAri retouch)
Regie Write - Blossom (Xkluesive - ShAnkAri touch)
R.sinik - Riot (ShAnkAri touch)
SWMOBS405 - Wonky (ShAnkAri touch)
Olwenn // Majin Hendrix - Phytotypie // Kms frfr (ShAnkAri cook-up)
Pils Mc - Amsterdam (LvntiasBeats - ShAnkAri touch) 
Lili Boniche - Bambino (George T Bossa Edit)

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IF THE SHOE FITS, BLOSSOM, BAMBINO ! #Rapnotech #djmix


Not for gold,
Not for might,
Just to keep
the wave in sight.

From Carmel’s hill, where cedars stand,
He named the sea, he called the land.

This sea is mine, this sea is mine,
Its voice still calls, it knows us all.
This sea is mine, though stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

اَلبَحْرُ لِي
اَلبَحْرُ لِي
اَلبَحْرُ لِي
اَلبَحْرُ لِي

Above the tide, this sea is mine
This sea is mine, the tide in sight
This sea is mine, the dream survives
In word and song, this sea is mine


From Carmel's hill, This sea is mine,
I named the sea, This sea is mine.

Above the tide, this sea is mine
This sea is mine, the tide in sight
This sea is mine, the dream survives
In word and song, this sea is mine

اَلبَحْرُ لِي
اَلبَحْرُ لِي
اَلبَحْرُ لِي
اَلبَحْرُ لِي

Above the sea, above the tide,
A new Carmel will rise in stride.
Stone by stone, the dream revives,
In word and song, the past survives.

اَلبَحْرُ لِي
اَلبَحْرُ لِي
اَلبَحْرُ لِي
اَلبَحْرُ لِي

Soul Carmel

Upper Carmel

Desde Carmel, donde hay cedral,
Nombró la tierra, llamó al mar.

اَلبَحْرُ لِي
اَلبَحْرُ لِي
اَلبَحْرُ لِي
اَلبَحْرُ لِي

Este mar es mío, mi eterno hogar,
Su voz me nombra, me hace recordar.
Este mar es mío, aunque caigan luceros,
permanece en pie, eterno y sincero.

No por oro, no por poder,
Solo por verlo al amanecer.

Este mar es mío,
Este mar es mío,

Aunque giren las mareas, aunque caiga la luz,
Este mar es mío, y aún sigue en su cruz.

اَلبَحْرُ لِي
اَلبَحْرُ لِي
اَلبَحْرُ لِي
اَلبَحْرُ لِي

Desde Carmel, este mar es mío,
Le di su nombre, me oyó cantar.

Sobre las olas, este mar es mío,
el sueño vive, no va a callar.
En cada canto, en cada rumor,
Este mar es mío, mi eterno amor.

اَلبَحْرُ لِي
اَلبَحْرُ لِي
اَلبَحْرُ لِي
اَلبَحْرُ لِي

No por oro, no por poder,
Sino por verlo al amanecer.

Sobre las aguas, sobre el vaivén,
un nuevo Carmel renace también.
Piedra tras piedra, su luz florece,
en voz y en canto, su historia crece.


Spanish Carmel (Este Mar Es Mio)

Rebel Carmel

They came with fire, with steel and chain,
Marked the earth, changed the name.
Yet the poet walked where silence grew,
Left his words in ash that flew.

This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

From Carmel’s hill, where cedars stand,
He named the sea, he called the land.
Not for gold, not for pride,
But to claim the tide before it died.

This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

The fire raged, the city fell,
The wind still sings what none can tell.
A poet’s room, a glass of wine,
A name now drifting past the line.

This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

Soft winds rise, a song takes flight,
A fleeting shadow, a whispered name.
No wall will stand, no chains remain,
For words outlive the hands of pain.


This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

Above the sea, above the tide,
A new Carmel will rise in stride.
Stone by stone, the dream revives,
In word and song, the past survives.


This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

Above the sea, above the tide,
A new Carmel will rise in stride.
Stone by stone, the dream revives,
In word and song, the past survives.

Carmel Reloaded

Reviving Carmel

West Carmel (This Sea Is Mute - Instrumental)

خَلِيْلَيَّ لَيْلَى قُرَّةُ الْعَيْنِ فَاطْلُبَا
إِلَى قُرَّةِ الْعَيْنَيْنِ تَشْفِيْ سَقَامِيَا
فَيَا رَبِّ سَوِّ الْحُبَّ بَيْنِي وَبَيْنَهَا
يَكُونُ كِفَافًا لَا عَلَيَّ وَلَا لِيَا

خَلِيْلَيَّ لَيْلَى قُرَّةُ الْعَيْنِ فَاطْلُبَا
إِلَى قُرَّةِ الْعَيْنَيْنِ تَشْفِيْ سَقَامِيَا
فَيَا رَبِّ سَوِّ الْحُبَّ بَيْنِي وَبَيْنَهَا
يَكُونُ كِفَافًا لَا عَلَيَّ وَلَا لِيَا

قَضَاهَا لِغَيْرِي وَابْتَلَانِي بِحُبِّهَا
فَهَلَّا بِشَيْءٍ غَيْرِ لَيْلَى ابْتَلَانِيَا
خَلِيْلَيَّ لَا تَسْتَنْكِرَا دَائِمَ الْبُكَا
فَلَيْسَ كَثِيْرًا أَنْ أُدِيْمَ بُكَائِيَا

خَلِيْلَيَّ لَيْلَى قُرَّةُ الْعَيْنِ فَاطْلُبَا
إِلَى قُرَّةِ الْعَيْنَيْنِ تَشْفِيْ سَقَامِيَا
فَيَا رَبِّ سَوِّ الْحُبَّ بَيْنِي وَبَيْنَهَا
يَكُونُ كِفَافًا لَا عَلَيَّ وَلَا لِيَا

وَكَيْفَ وَمَا فِي الْعَيْنِ مِنْ مُضْمَرِ الْحَشَا
تُضَمِّنُهُ الْأَحْزَانُ مِنْهَا مَكَاوِيَا
فَيَا رَبِّ سَوِّ الْحُبَّ بَيْنِي وَبَيْنَهَا
يَكُونُ كِفَافًا لَا عَلَيَّ وَلَا لِيَا
وَإِلَّا فَبَغِّضهَا إِلَيَّ وَأَهْلَهَا
تَكُنْ نِعْمَةً ذَا الْعَرْشِ أَهْدَيْتَهَا لِيَا

خَلِيْلَيَّ لَيْلَى قُرَّةُ الْعَيْنِ فَاطْلُبَا
إِلَى قُرَّةِ الْعَيْنَيْنِ تَشْفِيْ سَقَامِيَا
فَيَا رَبِّ سَوِّ الْحُبَّ بَيْنِي وَبَيْنَهَا
يَكُونُ كِفَافًا لَا عَلَيَّ وَلَا لِيَا




خَلِيْلَيَّ لَيْلَى قُرَّةُ الْعَيْن | قيس بن الملوح

أَرَى أَهْلَ لَيْلَى أَوْرَثُوْنِيْ صَبَابَةً
وَمَا لِيْ سِوَى لَيْلَى الْغَدَاةَ طَبِيْبُ
فَإِنْ يَمْنَعُوْا عَيْنَيَّ مِنْهَا فَمَنْ لَهُمْ
بِقَلْبٍ لَهُ بَيْنَ الضُّلُوْعِ وَجِيْبُ

إِذَا مَا رَأَوْنِيْ أَظْهَرُوْا لِيْ مَوَدَّةً
وَمِثْلُ سُيُوْفِ الْهِنْدِ حِيْنَ أَغِيْبُ
إِنْ كَانَ يَا لَيْلَى اِشْتِيَاقِيْ إِلَيْكُمُ
ضَلَالًا وَفِيْ بُرْئِيْ لِأَهْلِكِ حُوْبُ

أَرَى أَهْلَ لَيْلَى أَوْرَثُوْنِيْ صَبَابَةً
وَمَا لِيْ سِوَى لَيْلَى الْغَدَاةَ طَبِيْبُ
فَإِنْ يَمْنَعُوْا عَيْنَيَّ مِنْهَا فَمَنْ لَهُمْ
بِقَلْبٍ لَهُ بَيْنَ الضُّلُوْعِ وَجِيْبُ

فَمَا تُبْتُ مِنْ ذَنْبٍ إِذَا تُبْتُ مِنْكُمُ
وَمَا النَّاسُ إِلَّا مُخْطِئٌ وَمُصِيْبُ
بِنَفْسِيْ وَأَهْلِيْ مَنْ إِذَا عَرَضُوْا لَهُ
بِبَعْضِ الْأَذَى لَمْ يَدْرِ كَيْفَ يُجِيْبُ

أَرَى أَهْلَ لَيْلَى أَوْرَثُوْنِيْ صَبَابَةً
وَمَا لِيْ سِوَى لَيْلَى الْغَدَاةَ طَبِيْبُ
فَإِنْ يَمْنَعُوْا عَيْنَيَّ مِنْهَا فَمَنْ لَهُمْ
بِقَلْبٍ لَهُ بَيْنَ الضُّلُوْعِ وَجِيْبُ

وَلَمْ يَعْتَذِرْ عُذْرَ الْبَرِيْءِ وَلَمْ يَزَلْ
بِهِ سَكَنَةٌ حَتَّى يُقَالَ مُرِيْبُ
فَلَا النَّفْسُ يُسَلِّيْهَا الْبُعَادُ فَتَنْثَنِيْ
وَلَا هِيَ عَمَّا لَا تَنَالُ تَطِيْبُ

وَكَمْ زَفْرَةٍ لِيْ لَوْ عَلَى الْبَحْرِ أَشْرَقَتْ
لَأَنْشَفَهُ حَرٌّ لَهَا وَلَهِيْبُ
وَلَوْ أَنَّ مَا بِيْ بِالْحَصَى فُلِقَ الْحَصَى
وَبِالرِّيْحِ لَمْ يُسْمَعْ لَهُنَّ هُبُوْبُ

أَرَى أَهْلَ لَيْلَى أَوْرَثُوْنِيْ صَبَابَةً
وَمَا لِيْ سِوَى لَيْلَى الْغَدَاةَ طَبِيْبُ
فَإِنْ يَمْنَعُوْا عَيْنَيَّ مِنْهَا فَمَنْ لَهُمْ
بِقَلْبٍ لَهُ بَيْنَ الضُّلُوْعِ وَجِيْبُ

بِقَلْبٍ لَهُ بَيْنَ الضُّلُوْعِ وَجِيْبُ

أَرَى أَهْلَ لَيْلَى أَوْرَثُوْنِيْ صَبَابَةً | قيس بن الملوح

Raid Naim
Nomad lyricist and techologist. Very obsessed with reviving classic poetry and using music as a time machine where distant epochs intertwine.

أَرَى أَهْلَ لَيْلَى أَوْرَثُوْنِيْ صَبَابَةً | قيس بن الملوح

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