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natfo
03:06
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Human beings are floating
Indecent
In countries that does not know the light
All things are complicated
Devouring minds
We wake up today same as yesterday
We have failure as Breakfast
We keep trying to remember the school days
Friends before knowing what greed is
And the abashment from each questionable look
Lunch comes.. we eat sulk
How many hilarities a day I hear
Silence does not mean consent
We pass together and no one remembers each other
Everyone is chased by boredom
It is more severe than sadness or rage
It›s dinner time..
and our pockets are as empty as palm trunks
So We eat sleep.. and we do not dream
Melancholia
When depression becomes a luxury we can’t afford
And work become a duty and worshipping is imposed
sex is a business and money is just paper
And the human is nothing
So What breaks the fast of hope?
We hate death but we are always drowsy
But The pain is the only evidence that we are alive
Be careful! When you don›t feel pain
Be careful! When you do not wail of ills
Be Satisfied with a disabled body
as long as youth is close to you
The smell of honey
The feel of trees
The heat of September is gone
and the leaves starting to fall
How beautiful were the days of paralysis
They’re gone
But the body never heals from malady
Work is controlled by the mind
So We start from where we began
How boring
Human beings are floating beings on impossibility
With zero Innovation
in countries that are sunken in loneliness
All creatures are dead
And no one is responsible
So, Does this darkness last?
there is not much difference between today and tomorrow
البشر كائنات تطفو
عديمة الحياء
في بلاد لا تعرف النور
كل الأمور معقدة
تلتهم العقول
فنستيقظ مثل البارحة
نفطر فشل
ونمضي في محاوله أن نتذكر أيام المدرسة
الأصدقاء قبل أن يعرفوا معني الجشع
و الخجل من كل نظرة معبأة بسؤال
ويأتي الغداء .. فنأكل نكد
كم من الترهات في اليوم اسمعها أنا
السكوت لا يعني الموافقة
نعبر سوياً ولا أحد يتذكر منا أحد
كلٍٍ يداهمه الضجر
وهو الأشد من الحزن أو الغضب
حان العشاء..
والجيوب مثل جذوع النخيل
فنأكل النوم.. ولا نحلم
مالنخوليا
عندما يصبح الإكتئاب رفاهية لا نملكها
والعمل واجب والعبادة فرض
و الجنس تجارة والأموال ورق
والإنسان عدم
فما يبُطل صيام الأمل؟
نكره الموت لكننا كثير النعاس
أما الألم فهو الدليل على بقانا أصحاء
إحذر! عندما لا تشعر بالألم
إحذر! عندما لا تشكو من علل
ارضى بجسد عاجز
ما دام الصبا على مقربة منك
رائحة العسل
إحساس الشجر
ذهبت حرارة توت
و بدأ الورق يتساقط
كم كانت جميلة أيام الشلل
ذهبت
ولكن الجسد لا يشفى من الوصب
يسيطر العقل على العمل
فنبدأ من حيث اِبتدينا
يلا الملل
البشر كائنات تطفو على الإستحالة
عديمة الابتكار
في بلد تغرق في الكسل
كل المخلوقات نافقة
ولا أحد مسؤول
فهل يدوم هذا السواد
فلا يختلف كثيراً اليوم من غداً
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natfo [Kinlaw remix]
04:03
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diy records London, UK
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