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On youtube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=64YQqFdLHr4 The song can be downloaded here: http://www.yusuf.ae/ Still looking for the lyrics. 🙂
Revolution
I do not remember if I had any dreams about the future when I was younger. Surely I never guessed that my life developed the way it did. I never dreamed about owning my own house(s) in an Arab country. … Continue reading
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I am a Rock, I am an Island
“I am a Rock, I am an Island” Paul Simon My father died when I was 13 years old. He was a very strong man, with firm principles and a high standard of integrity. He thought me to live by … Continue reading
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The Pomegranate
Once when I was living in the heart of a pomegranate, I heard a seed saying, “Someday I shall become a tree, and the wind will sing in my branches, and the sun will dance on my leaves, and I … Continue reading
Hadrah
My wife sometimes calls it Issawiyya. I do not know the deeper meaning of the hadrah. literally it means presence though. For me they are like religious songs. Songs about the Prophets, famous religious people or simply the star shinning … Continue reading
True description
In love, nothing exists between heart and heart. Speech is born out of longing, True description from the real taste. The one who tastes, knows, the one who explains, lies. How can you describe the true form of Something In … Continue reading
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Voice in the Night
Tonight a voice whispered to me; There is no voice that whispers in the night. Ansari
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Feeling Like Spam
Excuse me for not being just who you need. But I don’t really know who I am. Sometimes I’m happy and feeling so good. And sometimes I just feel like spam. Sometimes I feel like the sun in the sky … Continue reading
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This place that I go
There’s this place that I go way down deep inside. I go there for my solace, and when I want to hide. From deep within me I can think, and ponder all I see. And no one else can come … Continue reading
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Perdere l’amore
English is a nice language for a conversation. When it comes to music however, I believe, it can not compete with French, Spanish and Italian. With these languages passion, amore and life itself expresses it’s self in a way that … Continue reading
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The Living Room 