Maktub
بدرب الشمس
في طريق
ألم مكتوب
طيور الأمس
فيها تعود
لأرض النور
كل يلي راحوا راجعين
جيل ما بينسى فلسطين
بدرب الشمس
يا ارض النور
I miss the days when my grandma was making عقوب
They took everything that we own, بس كله محسوب
My heart frozen over, I'm praying انشالله بدوب
مكتوب
My grandmother sat on the stoop, with her feet in the water
I had a dream that one day I'd see a free Falasteen with my daughter
Freedom is God given and I know it was all written in a metaphor
The heavens await, but Imma be late
I'm patient I know what we're destined for
Freedom forevermore
بدرب الشمس
في طريق
ألم مكتوب
طيور الأمس
فيها تعود
لأرض النور
كل يلي راحوا راجعين
جيل ما بينسى فلسطين
بدرب الشمس
يا ارض النور
Born and raised in the Gaza strip
Forever my paradise
When life is a gamble
And I've never even owned a pair of dice
I think of my loved ones
And my family that sacrificed
So I wrote this verse on the moon, مكتوب
(Take a breath)
The day that I left, my grandmama gave me this rosary
May God rest her soul, but I know she know wherever I'm going
It's close to me
I look around at the world and I pray
'Cause I know this is not what it's supposed to be
I miss Falasteen and the scenery, that's why I speak of the thievery
'Til all of my people free
بدرب الشمس
في طريق
ألم مكتوب
طيور الأمس
فيها تعود
لأرض النور
كل يلي راحوا راجعين
جيل ما بينسى فلسطين
بدرب الشمس
يا ارض النور
في طريق
ألم مكتوب
طيور الأمس
فيها تعود
لأرض النور
كل يلي راحوا راجعين
جيل ما بينسى فلسطين
بدرب الشمس
يا ارض النور
I miss the days when my grandma was making عقوب
They took everything that we own, بس كله محسوب
My heart frozen over, I'm praying انشالله بدوب
مكتوب
My grandmother sat on the stoop, with her feet in the water
I had a dream that one day I'd see a free Falasteen with my daughter
Freedom is God given and I know it was all written in a metaphor
The heavens await, but Imma be late
I'm patient I know what we're destined for
Freedom forevermore
بدرب الشمس
في طريق
ألم مكتوب
طيور الأمس
فيها تعود
لأرض النور
كل يلي راحوا راجعين
جيل ما بينسى فلسطين
بدرب الشمس
يا ارض النور
Born and raised in the Gaza strip
Forever my paradise
When life is a gamble
And I've never even owned a pair of dice
I think of my loved ones
And my family that sacrificed
So I wrote this verse on the moon, مكتوب
(Take a breath)
The day that I left, my grandmama gave me this rosary
May God rest her soul, but I know she know wherever I'm going
It's close to me
I look around at the world and I pray
'Cause I know this is not what it's supposed to be
I miss Falasteen and the scenery, that's why I speak of the thievery
'Til all of my people free
بدرب الشمس
في طريق
ألم مكتوب
طيور الأمس
فيها تعود
لأرض النور
كل يلي راحوا راجعين
جيل ما بينسى فلسطين
بدرب الشمس
يا ارض النور
Credits
Writer(s): Ahmad Balshe, Danny Schofield, Elian Margieh, Abeer Margieh, Feras Margieh, Jason Queenville, Abdulrahman Al Shantti
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