أعاهد نفسي ألا أجرح نفساً فأجرحها
لا أسامحنا على أخطاء الصغر وإن تفهمتها
أكره كل شيء من داخل كرهي لذاتي وعبره
بينما انهال العشرات بالضرب على من تجرأ على القول بأنني لا أستحق الكراهية
لقد كنّ جميعاً بداخلي
فكرت بالموت بما يكفي وأقل مما يكفي بكثير
لكن ماذا لو لم أخبرك بما أفكر؟ هل كان سيجعلك ذلك أكثر حرية؟
متوسط المدخلات بالنسبة لعامل الوقت هو ما تركك عالقاً في الماض الحاضر الأليم
ما أخطر ما يمكننا فعله بدافع الحب؟
عصفورة النوم

Second Guessing | تزڤايتة فرموتنڨ

There is a dark side to my heart
And I - I've been wondering why

There's a tiny room, that's stuck inside of me,
It's yet to be seen

It's where the forests grow
And the waters flow
It's where i dance all by myself
And wonder nomore
If I've been here before
Or if I just walked through that door
There's a land inside of me
And it's made of galaxies

No there no horizon when I look upon the sea
And when I glimpse, theres hopw inside of me
There's a breeze of air, welcoming spring
And the laughter of the birds
And the smell of your skin

Where the waters flow, and the forests grow,
It's where dance all by myself and wonder nomore
If i've been here before, or if i just walked through that door,
There's a land inside of me, and its made of galaxies

DßTRKTW

No Horizon | كاين هوريتزونت

lyrics
ما أكثر الناس لا بل ما أقلهم
والله يعلم أني لم أقل فندا
وإني لأفتح عيني حين أفتحها
على كثير ولكن لا أرى أحدا

None | كاينر

My soul cries from the ocean
The bottom of the ocean
Where I found myself - my little self
Sleeping again
On the bottom of the ocean, where waves become flat
And the salt on my lips - I taste it - there, silence is my bed

Her body aches from the motion,
The constant repetitive motion
Where she found herself, her little self, sleeping again.

Through the constant boring motion,
In halls filled with robots
And machines and signs of caution
She fades

His mind is stuck in emotions
In a fist of gloomy emotions
Where he found himself, his little self , sleeping again.
In a fist of gloomy emotions - made of war, and bombs and explotions, and a picture of a stormy wide ocean - he sleeps.

My soul cries from the ocean
The bottom of the ocean
Where I found myself - my little self
Sleeping again
On the bottom of the ocean, where waves become flat
And the salt on my lips - I taste it - there, silence is my bed.

Ocean Song | أوتسيان ليد

Bine Ou Bine - بين و بين

النّصّ مكتوبا: https://www.facebook.com/notes/shams-radhouani-abdi/%D8%B9%D9%84%D8%A7%D8%B4-%D9%85%D8%A7%D8%B4%D9%8A/10151939021006359

علاش ماشي؟

Lost World is a concept psytrance album that transcends borders, language, and genre.
Each track is told through the voice of a survivor — a storyteller from a different corner of a planet that has endured collapse.
What remains is rhythm, culture, and the human instinct to communicate — through signal, through sound, through music.

Across the album, PulseMeld re-imagines psytrance as living anthropology:
one track beats with the dust of the Australian Outback, another hums beneath the concrete of a German bunker, another drifts through the frozen silence of the Canadian North.
From the deserts of Africa to the temples of India, from neon Netherlands soundscapes to the ruins of the Highlands — every song preserves a fragment of civilization, reborn through trance.

The Last Light

Притяжение Луны (Cover)

Ambient ethereal soundscapes inspired aby Frank Herbert's Dune Universe,

SPICE - ATREIDES

N'fass | نفس is a track from our album "Helwess | هلواس"

Nour Harkati - Guitar | Vocals
Hedi Fahem - Electric Guitar
Selim Arjoun - Keys | Piano
Marwen Soltana - Bass
Youssef Soltana - Drums

Music by Nour Harkati & Aytma
Lyrics by Nour Harkati
Recorded by Selim Achour 
Mixed by Selim Arjoun
Mastered by Nour Harkati 
Artwork by Fakhri El Ghezal

Follow Aytma :
FACEBOOK : www.facebook.com/aytmamusic/
INSTAGRAM : www.instagram.com/aytma_collectif/
SOUNDCLOUD : @aytma

Follow Nour Harkati :
FACEBOOK : www.facebook.com/nourharkati/
INSTAGRAM : www.instagram.com/nourharkati/
TWITTER : twitter.com/nourharkati
SOUNDCLOUD : @nourharkati
YOUTUBE : www.youtube.com/nourharkati

عيشو في زمان البأس 
عيشو في زمان البأس و ا لمال فيه
الكلام فالت بيك الكلام فالت بيك

One deep breath, it means truly take one deep breath, look around, and observe what the obsession with money brought to us.

Nour Harkati & Aytma - N'fass : نفس

One of the tracks of the score of Roundtrip by Meyar el Roumi. 
I played it at my DJ set in Paris this weekend and wondered when i did not upload it here . It grooves a lot with Miles Jay on Percussion and Buzuk !

Train sequence

DßTRKTW | دستركتڤ
is a musical collaboration by
Ana Bogner & بيطار
Our self titled EP will be released on 28-07-2021.

Second Guessing | تزڤايتة فرموتنڨ

DẞTRKTW | دستركتڤ

Related tracks