انا صار لازم ودعكن وخبركون عني ..
انا كل القصة لو منكن ماكنت بغني ..
غنينا اغاني ع وراق ..
غنية لواحد مشتاق ..
ودايما بالآخر في وقت فراق ..


ياجماعة لازم خبركن هالقصة عني ..
انا كل شي بقولو عم حسو عم يطلع مني..
موسيقية دقو وفلو ..
والعالم صارو يقلو ..
ودايما بالآخر في وقت فراق ..


بكرة برجع بوقف معكن ..
اذا مش بكرة البعدو أكيد ..
انتو حكوني وانا بسمعكن حتى لولا الصوت بعيد ..

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وينن ..
وينن ..
وين صواتن ..
وين وجوهن ..
وينن ..
صار في وادي بيني وبينن ..
وينن ..

I have always wondered about this life in which we dwell
A life of shadows ,shadows we thought we knew so well
We lived shrouded within the memory of one throbbing wound
Haunted by the pain ,unable to let go ,unable to conclude
Captured within two different realms ,two fearsome worlds
Blinded from a truth that the darkness ruthlessly unfolds

Veiled within the shadows are the pits where we once fell
Forced to upfront our fears and the things we could not tell
The victims of our struggle were the memories we ceased to borrow
They were the withering days that turned out to be so hollow
Our deferred dreams died as we strived along the way
At some point of time ,there was not so much to say

Walking through the rain with the agony of remembering
Falling every second from the pain of comprehending
Leaving behind desolate footsteps in a path that was never trodden before
Spreading the remnants of the hopes we failed to ensure
Always was there the pungent recognition of what we did waste
The poignancy of our heartache was all that was there to taste
And, thus, we kept tracing a bittersweet mirage of what could have been
Despite the many times we stumbled ,
we kept chasing a dream we failed to win
And now we are still running after the shadows of the shadow
Still ,we are mistaking them for real
Now we are no more innocent nor ardent nor callow
Standing at a standstill , no more able to truly feel

Bruised in thy tears my soul, shed them no more
Let the heart weep in silence
Let this deep, deep wound know its cure
Let the unshed tears be forever kept in my secret well
Let the pain be kept still and sealed
With the things I dared not tell

Let thy bruises be hidden from the gaping eye
Let your cry be stifled,
Let them not hear you sigh

Let he who shares my grief know no pain
This world is a home for scars
We `ll leave one day, and never come again
Fear not the coming days
Nor the forming storm,
The heat of love will embrace that bruised soul
It will keep you warm

I will leave my heart in a memory
And keep walking down that painful path
I will live, heartless, in this heartless world
And try to have no wrath


Bruised in thy tears once more
And I can find you no balm
For you have lost your twin soul,
In the middle of the storm
You have lost your soul mate,
The echo of your cry
This is the plan of fate
And I am no longer I

I must trust that this hurt will go away,
and that this broken heart will heal itself
I must trust this dark night to bring me the day,
that the pain will enrich my human wealth

I must trust this world to be less cruel
and that I will be somehow stronger
I must trust that the soulless will have a soul,
that love will know no hunger

Dina

The more things change, the more they feel the same
The more the heart feels,
the more it knows the bitter taste of pain
The more I live, the less I understand
how the dreams are wounded,
how the choices slip from my very hand

It is not black, not white;
I have known it as a space of grey
And though the sun sometimes smiles
The frown of the night comes to end the day
It is not evil and it is not benign
But it crushes this sad soul that I call mine

Those pearl-like tears are shed
But the heart mourns yet in silence
The eyes suck all the water drops
And it, alone, I know, lives in arid dryness

Dina