January 22, 2014

مزيكا بالعربي

مزيكا بالعربي
لما بسمع مزيكا بدور على حاجة أحسها، أحس كلامها، أحس لحنها...
بدور على حاجة تكلمني.. تكلم دماغي تكلم قلبي...
انشالله حتى تكلم صوابع تخليني اتكتك نغمتها على المكتب ..
زمان كنت بتعب أوي على ما ألاقي حاجة كدة..
وللأسف مكنتش بلاقيها فالعربي...

دلوقتي... لا :)

 يمكن ذوقي اتغير.. يمكن كبرت... يمكن الانترنت نورتني أكتر... الله أعلم :)
المهم المزيكا العربي الحلوة بقت مالية بيتي وحياتي..
والمزيكا الحلوة بتسعدني..
يا رب تسعدكم...

December 30, 2013

لسان حالي.. وحال ناس كتير..

I have to tell you guys that my life has changed so much since I last posted here, its been years I know..
Since I know many of the contributors to this music page personally, I have to say my my, how have we all grown so much!

Most of us are no longer angry teenagers, and some of us have also discovered that chance's are we wont change the world, but we're still young, we're still alive, we're still capable to make a change, and we're still good!


Listen to this and enjoy


قوم نحرق هالمدينة و نعمر واحدة أشرف
قوم ننسى هالزمان و نحلم زمن ألطف
مازالك بلا شىء ما فيك تخسر شىء
و أنا مليت من عشرة نفسى
كان بدى غير العالم مش عارف كيف العالم غيرنى
كان بدى احمل السماء وهلأ أنجق حامل نفسى
قول اننى منيح
قوا اننى منيح

December 08, 2009

My Mood: Mark Knopfler - Working on it

well, this is not a song with lyrics, just a piece of music, may be it's nice, may be I'm working on it.
It's from the movie "Wag the dog"

March 11, 2009

Wear Sunscreen

"Wear Sunscreen or the Sunscreen Speech are the common names of an essay actually called "Advice, like youth, probably just wasted on the young" written by Mary Schmich and published in the Chicago Tribune as a column in 1997.

The most popular and well-known form of the essay is the successful music single released in 1999, credited to Baz Luhrmann." Wikipedia

Now, download the song before reading the lyrics.

The Song by Baz Luhrman (Download) - http://tinyurl.com/d95ky2
Original Video - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sTJ7AzBIJoI&feature=related
"The Big Kahuna" movie ending scene (with Baz's song as the background) - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cp7G6cVRzso
Wikipedia entry for "Wear Sunscreen" - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wear_Sunscreen
The full text of the speech - http://www.lovstrand.com/Quotes/Sunscreen.html


Lyrics:

Ladies and gentlemen of the class of '97:

Wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine. Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum.

The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blind side you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don't know.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good.

Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave it before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.

Don't mess around too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, buy be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.

--Mary Schimch

December 31, 2008

مودي راب - هيمنة

الفقر فى كل حته واضمحلال وجوع
الشعب ماشي من غير ما يكون عارف سكة الرجوع
معروف لكل الناس ان صوتنا مش مسموع
لما اقول اللى انا عاوزه يقولي غير الموضوع

هنغرق كلنا مش هنلحق نساعد بعض
هطبش وسط الموجه وابقي سامع صوت الرعد
هيمنه هيمنه خلاص مافيش
اي نوع من الحريه من المنصوره للعريش

كل حاجه ثابته زي ما هى انسي الأمان
ارضي بالأمر الواقع ليا وافتح مجال
التفكير فى حاجه تانيه غير المواجهه المحكومه
عاوز افكر فى التعديل وده محتاج مرونه

عايزين ايه مننا كده
كفايه كده سرقه سرقه بلطجه عربده
هو ده النظام السيد اللى ماشي غصب عنك
تفضل كده زي الناموس محدش هيسمع ذنك

هيمنه هيمنه هيمنه
عشرين سنه
عليا انا
بياخدو كل حاجه عندنا عندنا عندنا عندنا
من غير ما تفتح بقك وتقول انا حقي كذا كذا

المستوي المعيشي للفرد بقي فى الضياع
الناس بتدور على المصالح والتفكير بقى فى القاع
الاغنيا بيزيدو غنا والفقراء بيزيدو فقر
الطبقه المتوسطه خلاص خطفها الصقر

السيطره على العقول بالليل والكلام المعسول
المشروعات الوهميه وكل واحد بيقول
اللى يجي على مزاجه دلوقتى مافيش حساب
من حقه يعمل اللى عايزو بفلوسه يدمر شباب

ده الواقع الأليم اللى بنرفض نتكلم فيه
السيطره والنفوذ بقي موضوع صعب نخبيه
دلوقتى السلطه بتتحكم فى الناس بالقوانين الظالمة
للاسف الناس كلها بقت خايفه ومسالمة

حتي حرية الرأي عليها قيود
ممنوع تتكلم لازم لازم تفضل فى الجمود
هنفضل لإمتى عايشين بقوانين الغابه
البقاء للاقوى على حساب الناس الغلابه

هيمنه هيمنه هيمنه عشرين سنه
عليا انا
بياخدو كل حاجه عندنا عندنا عندنا
من غير ما تفتح بقك وتقول انا حقي كذا كذا

الفساد الإداري واضح فى كل حته تروحها
مافيش نظام ولا احترام والفوضى مين ينبوعها
التهديدات اللى بتخلى كل واحد يخاف
يخاف يتكلم يفتح بقه يسيح على اللى شاف

اللى بيقولو لا اكتر من اللى بيقولو نعم
اللى داق طعم الفلوس اكيد العز طعيم
عايز اشوف تغيير بيحصل جوه مصر جوه مصر
عايز اشوف ناس كتير بتسيح حوالين القصر

احنا بني آدمين مش شوية حيوانات
مش كلهم عارفين الكلام وابقو شوفو الانتخابات الديموقراطيه
مش دراع كفايه تك على العقول مش كل واحد بقلوسه يطلع يتكلم ويقول

الفساد الفساد انتشر كالنار فى الهشيم
مش ذنبي فى كل وقت اتعامل على إنى غشيم
الشعر الجاهلي اتكلم عالليل لما يطول
دلوقتى انا بطرح نفس الصوره وبتكلم وهفضل اقول

هيمنه هيمنه هيمنه عشرين سنه
عليا انا
بياخدو كل حاجه عندنا عندنا عندنا
من غير ما تفتح بقك وتقول انا حقي كذا كذا #4

December 24, 2008

The most thing I like about this particular blog is that I always keep coming back to it no matter how long I stay away, not to undervalue how it lifts my mood to post here specially when I'm down.


Today, it's the finale of one of the greatest movies, adopted from a great novel.

The Last of the Mohicans
Film link - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Last_of_the_Mohicans_(1992_film)
Novel link - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Last_of_the_Mohicans

Download (5 different mirrors)
http://www.share2many.com/files/ZGXZGJXE/james_horner__last_of_the_mohicans_28_finale_theme29.mp3


Play here

September 28, 2008

Sting - Tomorrow We'll See


The streets are wet
The lights have yet
To shed their tawdry luster on the scene
My skirt's too short
My tights have run
These new heels are killing me

My second pack of cigarettes
It's a slow night, but there's time yet
Here comes john from his other life
He may be driving to his wife
But he'll slow down take a look
I've learned to read them just like books
And it's already half past ten
But they'll be back again

Headlights in the rainy street
I check, make sure it's not the heat
I wink, I smile, I wave my hand
He stops and seems to understand
The small transaction we must make
I tell him that my heart will break
If he's not a generous man
I step into his van

They say the first is the hardest trick
And after that it's just a matter of logic
They have the money I have the time
Being pretty's my only crime
You ask what future do I see
I say it's really up to me
I don't need forgiving
I'm just making a living

Don't judge me
You could be me in another life
In another set of circumstances
Don't judge me
One more night I'll just have to take my chances
And tomorrow we'll see

A friend of mine, he wound up dead
His dress is stained the color red
The next of kin, no fixed abode
Another victim on this road
The police just carted him away
But someone took his place next day
He was home by Thanksgiving
But not with the living

Don't judge me
You could be me in another life
In another set of circumstances
Don't judge me
One more night I'll just have to take my chances

I know it's just not in my plan
For someone to care who I am

I'm walking the streets for money
It's the business of love, "hey honey,"
C'mon, don't leave me lonely, don't leave me sad
It'll be the sweetest five minutes you ever have

Don't judge me
You could be me in another life
In another set of circumstances
Don't judge me
One more night I'll just have to take my chances
And tomorrow we'll see

September 25, 2008

July 16, 2008

Let's Stay Together

Let's Stay Together -Al Green



I, I'm so in love with you
Whatever you want to do
Is alright with me
'Cause you make me feel, so brand new
And I want to spend my life with you

Me sayin' since, baby, since we've been together
Ooo, loving you forever
Is what I need
Let me, be the one you come running to
I'll never be untrue
Ooo baby

Let's, let's stay together
Loving you whether, whether
Times are good or bad, happy or sad

Oooo oooo ooo ooo, yeah
Whether times are good or bad, happy or sad

Why somebody, why people break up
Oh, and turn around and make up
I just can't seeeeeeeee
You'd never do that to me
(Would you baby)
'Cause being around you is all I see
It's why I want us to

Let's, let's stay together
Loving you whether, whether
Times are good or bad, happy or sad

Let's, let's stay together
Loving you whether, whether


July 06, 2008

Carrickfergus

I wish I was in carrickfergus
Where the castle looks out to sea.
I would swim over the deepest ocean
For my love to be with me.
But the sea is wide and I can not swim over
Nor have I the wings to fly
I wish I had a handsome boatman,
To ferry me over, my love and i.
I wish I was in the land of arak,
Where the mountains reach the sea.
Where flowers blossom as I do remember.
Where my true love came to me.
But the sea is wide and I can not swim over.
Nor have I the wings to fly.
Ahh to be back now in carrickfergus
To be together .. my love and i.
To be together .. my love and i.
I wish I was in carrickfergus,
To be together my love and i.
I wish I was back home again.

June 30, 2008

Katie Melua - Spider's Web




If a black man is racist, is it okay?
If it's the white man's racism that made him that way,
Because the bully's the victim they say,
By some sense they're all the same.

Because the line between,
Wrong and right,
Is the width of a thread,
From a spider's web.
The piano keys are black and white,
But they sound like a million colours in your mind.

I could tell you to go to war,
Or I could march for peace and fighting no more,
How do I know which is right,
And I hope he does when he sends you to fight.

Because the line between wrong and right,
Is the width of a thread from a spider's web,
The piano keys are black and white,
But they sound like a million colours in your mind.

Should we act on a blame?
Or should we chase the moments away?
Should we live?
Should we give?
Remember forever the guns and the feathers in time.
Because the line between wrong and right,
Is the width of a thread from a spider's web,
The piano keys are black and white,
But they sound like a million colours in your mind.
The piano keys are black and white,
But they sound like a million colours in your mind,
But they sound like a million colours in your mind