English translation:
Maybe I sense that I’m a little Too heavy for you today Maybe it’s because I’m carrying the world The weight of the universe After all the miles we’ve crossed It makes no sense we’re still here Maybe my land has bled me dry Maybe I sense that I’m a little Too heavy for you today Maybe it’s because I’m carrying the world The weight of the universe After all the miles we’ve crossed It makes no sense we’re still here Maybe my land has bled me dry Oh… Oh… Maybe you feel you want to flee From the war, the pain, the loss Maybe we all know our lives have turned So did our dreams It’s not just the story of a city, the story of Bisan And of me realizing I can’t protect you Maybe we were made to live on a land whose tears became valleys Maybe our flowers don’t grow from the soil But from the walls From the eyes of children whose home collapsed on them And on my soul, too While my dream is to build my home in you Oh… Oh… Maybe I sense that I’m a little Too heavy for you today Maybe it’s because I’m carrying the world The weight of the universe After all the miles we’ve crossed It makes no sense we’re still here Maybe my land has bled me dry
Translated & Edited by: Sami Mushasha and Jamila Osman
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This project is supported by: AFAC – The Arab Fund for Arts and Culture – Music Grant 2024 A. M. Qattan Foundation – “Tahawolat” Grant 2025 HAYA ZAATRY ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 2025
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