غنائي لأغنية أميمة الخليل الرائعة "تكبّر" ، كلمات محمود درويش
Shahd Abusalama singing Mahmoud Darwish's "I love you more", originally sung by Omaima al-Khalil. 

Rise! Rise!
No matter how neglectful you are,
You will remain in my eyes and flesh an angel.
And you remain as our love wants you to be:
Your breeze is amber, 
Your land bliss— 
And I love you more. 
Your hands are trees
But I do not sing
Like other nightingales.
The chains teach me to fight and fight,
Because I love you more. 
My singing is daggers of roses,
My silence the birth of thunder,
And a lily of my own blood.
You are the soil and the sky
And your heart is evergreen.
Your love when at a low ebb is a flow; 
How, then, can I not love you more?
And you are as our love wants you to be:
I am your beloved child;
On your sweet lap
I grow, and rise.

Translated with the help of Ghada Ahmed, Sarah Ali, Hanan Habashi and Mohamed Shamaa.

Recorded by Iranian artist Peyman Heydarian at studio of SOAS, University of London: https://soundcloud.com/santurista