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لسان حالي.. وحال ناس كتير..
قوم ننسى هالزمان و نحلم زمن ألطف
مازالك بلا شىء ما فيك تخسر شىء
و أنا مليت من عشرة نفسى
كان بدى احمل السماء وهلأ أنجق حامل نفسى
قول اننى منيح
قوا اننى منيح
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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"
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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
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December 31, 2008
مودي راب - هيمنة
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
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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
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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
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September 25, 2008
July 16, 2008
Let's Stay Together

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
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July 06, 2008
Carrickfergus
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June 30, 2008
Katie Melua - Spider's Web
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
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June 29, 2008
The Seeker

I've looked under chairs
I've looked under tables
I've tried to find the key
To fifty million fables
They call me The Seeker
I've been searching low and high
I won't get to get what I'm after
Till the day I die
I asked Bobby Dylan
I asked The Beatles
I asked Timothy Leary
But he couldn't help me either
They call me The Seeker
I've been searching low and high
I won't get to get what I'm after
Till the day I die
People tend to hate me
'Cause I never smile
As I ransack their homes
They want to shake my hand
Focusing on nowhere
Investigating miles
I'm a seeker
I'm a really desperate man
I won't get to get what I'm after
Till the day I die
I learned how to raise my voice in anger
Yeah, but look at my face, ain't this a smile?
I'm happy when life's good
And when it's bad I cry
I've got values but I don't know how or why
I'm looking for me
You're looking for you
We're looking in at each other
And we don't know what to do
They call me The Seeker
I've been searching low and high
I won't get to get what I'm after
Till the day I die
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June 03, 2008
the new album by Mounier :)
Hello Pianolla fans,
here's the link ofr the new album by mounire..ta3m el beyiout..hope you like it
click here >>>http://www.zshare.net/download/12777343e1a69826/
all the best
Mr.DXer
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May 30, 2008
Season Song
and now our season is here
all the balances are fair
now that our time is here
in a perfect present tense
through a wide world's tilted glance
when the words have all been spent
will we still have learned it?
through the window, see the place
not before their sweet embrace
for a moment face to face
in the sweetest embrace
ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
the unfolding of the year
and now our season is hear
all the balances are fair
now that our time is here
now that our time is here
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May 28, 2008
Don't Leave Me Now - Pink Floyd
Don't Leave Me Now
Ooooh Babe,
Don't leave me now.
Don't say it's the end of the road.
Remember the flowers I sent.
I need you, Babe,
To put through the shredder in front of my friends.
Oh Babe,
Don't leave me now.
How could you go?
When you know how I need you,
To beat to a pulp on a Saturday night.
Oh Babe,
Don't leave me now.
How can you treat me this way?
Running away.
Oh Babe,
Why are you running away?
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May 18, 2008
Piano Man By Billy Joel
Piano man a great song by Billy Joel I hope you enjoy it
The regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sitting next to me
Makin' love to his tonic and gin
He says, "Son, can you play me a memory
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man's clothes."
la la la, di da da
La la, di di da da dum
Sing us a song, you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
And you've got us all feelin' alright
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
And he's quick with a joke and he'll light up your smoke
But there's some place that he'd rather be
He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me."
As the smile ran away from his face
"Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star
If I could get out of this place"
Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum
Now Paul is a real estate novelist
Who never had time for a wife
And he's talkin' with Davy, who's still in the Navy
And probably will be for life
And the waitress is practicing politics
As the businessman slowly gets stoned
Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness
But it's better than drinkin' alone
sing us a song you're the piano man
sing us a song tonight
well we're all in the mood for a melody
and you got us all feeling alright
It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to see
To forget about life for a while
And the piano, it sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
And say, "Man, what are you doin' here?"
Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum
sing us a song you're the piano man
sing us a song tonight
well we're all in the mood for a melody
and you got us all feeling alright
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April 13, 2008
Jannat , Ana Lak 3alatool.
Hello Pianolla Fans,
I know it has been a while since I posted anything...but today I was just listening to one of these shows and noticed that virsion of Ana Lak 3alatool by 7olom done by Jannat.
AMAZING...that's what I said..she's going solo - by all means of the word - no music back ground or anything.
just give it a try here..and tell me what do you think.
http://rapidshare.com/files/106480907/MaZiKa2dAy.COM_Ganat_Ana_Lak_3la_Tool.mp3
all the best guys
Mr.DXer
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March 28, 2008
Comfortably Numb

This time it is by Scissor Sisters not by my beloved Pink Floyd but this version is so catchy and new I liked it but off curse it will not be as the original one just prepare your self for another sounds and music for the song
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me
Is there anybody home?
Come on now
I hear you're feeling down
Well I can ease your pain
And get you on your feet again
Relax...
I need some information first
Relax...
Just the basic facts
Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship floats on the horizon
You're are only coming through in waves
Your lips can move but I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child I caught a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain you will not understand
This is not how i am
I have, have, have become comfortably numb
Ok (ok)
Just a little pin-prick
There'll be no more "aaaaaaaaa"
But you may feel a little sick
Nowan you stand up?
I do believe it's working
Uh-huh, uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh
That’ll keep you going through show.
C'mon it's time to go.
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship floats on the horizon
You're only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child I caught a fleeting-glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now,the child has grown
The dream is gone
I have, have, have become comfortably numb
Uh-huh uh-huh...
I have, have have become Comfortably Numb (fade)
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March 02, 2008
Current mood
From The movie "bad company" one of the themes by Trevor Rabin.
Want to know how I feel now? just listen.
Download link 1 --> 6 Download mirrors
Download link 2 --> 5 Download mirrors
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February 07, 2008
دى مش كورة، ولا مزيكا، دى كوكا كولا
الحمد لله بعون الآنسة مى، تمكنت من ايجاد وتسجيل إعلانات كوكاكولا من الراديو رغم عدم اكتراثي بالفوتبالمانيا التي تجتاج شوارع العاصمة وضواحيها والاسكندرية وعلى المقيمين خارجهما مراعاة فروق التوقيت، أود أن ابدي اعجابي الشديد بالحملة الإعلانية، واتوجه بعميك الشكر لنجوم إف إم ونايل إف إم، واتفضلوا اسمعوهم
http://www.zshare.net/audio/72738529cf0dd9/
http://www.zshare.net/audio/7274786efc6623/
و على فكرة ده كل الكلام الكبير اللى اعرفه
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