El​-​Mahatta L'oula Feat Bu Kolthoum | المحطة الاولى مع بو كلثوم

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lyrics

English :

Bu Kulthoum:
Pinch me, so maybe my fears would go away
Mix numbers with wounds, slap me in the face maybe it will go away..

Jundi Majhul:
I remember my first travel, I wasn’t planning to leave
I thought my head is stable but I got disappointed
My dad told me, stay cautious there are a lot of temptations
I finished reading the day my country became a book
I arrived Beirut, incomplete, ‘cause the street had its share
The more I focus on my goal, the more it’s hard to reach it
We set up tents from our flag
My brother, to forget the hunger, he fasted
To get tougher, going back is hard, so let’s stop looking for someone to blame
I’m afraid that one day I won’t be able to help my family when they need me
I’m afraid that I won’t find anyone to sing in my funeral
My fight with the papers is permanent, so I created my space
I contradict what I swore about long time ago, I hurt myself and I know my honesty
I died the day Hani told me that Akram Okle died on the frontline
I died the day my name was registered on the borders, I canceled my way back
i started to spit more verses , I started to count the days for my return
I’m waiting to grow up knowing that as much as it gets perfect it will never be complete
I built my house line by line
I opened my chest to explain what patience is
It’s the fourth time that I start from zero
And every day passes by, the weight is getting heavier
So I prefer to spread ink every time I break down
Each one is alone even if we are a lot
I’m waiting in line
Tomorrow I will be hardly holding on and preserving my thoughts
Hip hop taught me how not to be hopeless,
That’s why everytime you break me I’d remember the shape of bread when it gets dry

Arabic :

بو كلثوم :
قرصني بركي يروح , عنّي ذعري بركي يروح
خلوط ارقام بجروح .. لطشني كف بركي يروح
جندي مجهول ..
بتذكر اول سفر ما كنت مخطط للترحال
 كنت فكر راسي مستقرّ لو مال بس حظي خاب 
والدي , قلي خليك حريص ما المغريات كتار 
خلصت قراءة يوم البلد صار كتاب 
وصلت بيروت ناقص ما الشارع آكل نصيبه 
قد ما بركّز على الهدف قد ما بيصعب صيبه 
نصبنا من علمنا خيام 
اخي لينسى الجوع صام , لنقسى رجوع صعب 
ف حاج ندور ع حدا بينلام 
خايف من يوم ما لبّي اهلي لمّا يكونوا بعازني 
خايف من يوم ما لاقي مين يغنّيلي بجنازتي 
صراعي دائم مع الورق ف خالق مساحتي 
بخالف شو حالف زمان آذي حالي و بعرف صراحتي 
مت يوم الي قلي هاني اكرم عكلة مات عالجبهة 
مت يوم انحط اسمي عالحدود ولغيت الرجعة 
صرت تف اكتر , صرت عدّ ايام الرجعة
 ناطر اكبر لو عرفان قد ما زبطت ما رح تكمل 
معمّر بيتي سطر بسطر 
شاقق صدري بشرح صبر 
ما هي رابع مرة بعيد من الصفر 
و الحمل بيتقل كل ما بيمضى نهار 
ف بفضل رش حبر كل ما بنهار 
كل حدا بحال لو كنت كتار
واقف عالدور, بكرة بطلوع الروح ببقى صامد و مصمد فكرة 
الهيب الهوب علّمني كيف ما إيأس
 لهيك كل ما بتكسر فيني بذكر شكل الخبر كل ما بيبس

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