{"id":7576,"date":"2013-03-21T00:01:30","date_gmt":"2013-03-21T00:01:30","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/arabic\/?p=7576"},"modified":"2014-07-11T20:00:16","modified_gmt":"2014-07-11T20:00:16","slug":"to-my-mother","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/arabic\/to-my-mother\/","title":{"rendered":"To My Mother"},"content":{"rendered":"

Marhaba (\u0645\u0631\u062d\u0628\u0627)! A few months ago, I introduced you all to one of my favorite Arab artists, the accomplished Oud player, composer and singer, Marcel Khalife<\/a> (\u0645\u0627\u0631\u0633\u064a\u0644 \u062e\u0644\u064a\u0641\u0629). Mother\u2019s Day in the Arab world falls on March 21st<\/sup> of every year, coinciding with the beginning of spring (\u0627\u0644\u0631\u0628\u064a\u0639) On the occasion of Mother\u2019s Day, which is one of the most glorious and important holidays of the year, I want to share with you all another masterpiece by Khalife, called To My Mother (\u0627\u0644\u0649 \u0623\u0645\u0651\u064a) The song\u2019s lyrics are in fact a poem by the prominent and famous Palestinian poet, the late, Mahmoud Darwish (\u0645\u062d\u0645\u0648\u062f \u062f\u0631\u0648\u064a\u0634). The story for this song is an actual personal experience that Darwish had while serving as a political prisoner of Israel. He recounted that while in prison, his mother came to him one time carrying bread and fresh-brewed coffee that the officer threw on the ground after preventing her from seeing Darwish. Thus, this poem was written by him while still in prison as a homage to his mother and to her bread and coffee that he missed. However, many individuals usually claim that Darwish was metaphorically talking about Palestine.<\/p>\n

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I have added the poem in Arabic and I have translated it to English so that you can follow with the song which is in form of a YouTube video. Regardless of whether this song is meant to recount the grievances of the Palestinian people or simply words of respect and admiration from Darwish to his mother, the core message of this poem is beautiful and requires recognition. Khalife in turn has made this poem even more beautiful by strumming his oud and singing these mesmerizing words. With its deep meanings, this poem captures the specific cultural and traditional positions that a mother carries in the Arabic culture and among Arab people.<\/p>\n

\u0625\u0644\u0649 \u0623\u0645\u064a<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

To My Mother<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0623\u062d\u0646\u0651\u064f \u0625\u0644\u0649 \u062e\u0628\u0632 \u0623\u064f\u0645\u064a<\/p>\n

I long for my mother’s bread<\/p>\n

\u0648\u0642\u0647\u0648\u0629 \u0623\u064f\u0645\u064a<\/p>\n

And my mother’s coffee<\/p>\n

\u0648\u0644\u0645\u0633\u0629 \u0623\u064f\u0645\u064a..<\/p>\n

And my mother’s touch…<\/p>\n

\u0648\u062a\u0643\u0628\u0631\u064f \u0641\u064a\u0651\u064e \u0627\u0644\u0637\u0641\u0648\u0644\u0629\u064f<\/p>\n

My childhood grows within me<\/p>\n

\u064a\u0648\u0645\u064b\u0627 \u0639\u0644\u0649 \u0635\u062f\u0631 \u064a\u0648\u0645\u0650<\/p>\n

Day after day<\/p>\n

\u0648\u0623\u0639\u0634\u064e\u0642\u064f \u0639\u0645\u0631\u0650\u064a \u0644\u0623\u0646\u064a<\/p>\n

I love my life because<\/p>\n

\u0625\u0630\u0627 \u0645\u064f\u062a\u0651\u064f\u060c<\/p>\n

If I died<\/p>\n

\u0623\u062e\u062c\u0644 \u0645\u0646 \u062f\u0645\u0639 \u0623\u064f\u0645\u064a!<\/p>\n

I would be embarrassed by my mother’s tears<\/p>\n

\u062e\u0630\u064a\u0646\u064a\u060c \u0625\u0630\u0627 \u0639\u062f\u062a\u064f \u064a\u0648\u0645\u064b\u0627<\/p>\n

Take me, if I return one day<\/p>\n

\u0648\u0634\u0627\u062d\u064b\u0627 \u0644\u0647\u064f\u062f\u0652\u0628\u0650\u0643\u0652<\/p>\n

As a scarf for your lashes<\/p>\n

\u0648\u063a\u0637\u0651\u064a \u0639\u0638\u0627\u0645\u064a \u0628\u0639\u0634\u0628<\/p>\n

And cover my bones with grass<\/p>\n

\u062a\u0639\u0645\u0651\u064e\u062f \u0645\u0646 \u0637\u0647\u0631 \u0643\u0639\u0628\u0643<\/p>\n

Baptized by the purity of your heel<\/p>\n

\u0648\u0634\u064f\u062f\u0651\u064a \u0648\u062b\u0627\u0642\u064a ..<\/p>\n

Tie me up<\/p>\n

\u0628\u062e\u0635\u0644\u0629 \u0634\u064e\u0639\u0631 ..<\/p>\n

With a lock of hair<\/p>\n

\u0628\u062e\u064a\u0637\u064d \u064a\u0644\u0648\u0651\u0650\u062d \u0641\u064a \u0630\u064a\u0644 \u062b\u0648\u0628\u0643 ..<\/p>\n

With a thread that points to the tail of your dress<\/p>\n

\u0639\u0633\u0627\u0646\u064a \u0623\u0635\u064a\u0631\u064f \u0625\u0644\u0647\u064b\u0627<\/p>\n

Perhaps I will become a god<\/p>\n

\u0625\u0644\u0647\u064b\u0627 \u0623\u0635\u064a\u0631 ..<\/p>\n

A god I would become<\/p>\n

\u0625\u0630\u0627 \u0645\u0627 \u0644\u0645\u0633\u062a\u064f \u0642\u0631\u0627\u0631\u0629 \u0642\u0644\u0628\u0643 !<\/p>\n

If I felt the bottom of your heart<\/p>\n

\u0636\u0639\u064a\u0646\u064a\u060c \u0625\u0630\u0627 \u0645\u0627 \u0631\u062c\u0639\u062a\u064f<\/p>\n

Put me, if I return<\/p>\n

\u0648\u0642\u0648\u062f\u064b\u0627 \u0628\u062a\u0646\u0648\u0631 \u0646\u0627\u0631\u0643\u0652 ..<\/p>\n

As fuel to light your fire<\/p>\n

\u0648\u062d\u0628\u0644 \u063a\u0633\u064a\u0644 \u0639\u0644\u0649 \u0633\u0637\u062d \u062f\u0627\u0631\u0643<\/p>\n

And a wash line on your house’s roof<\/p>\n

\u0644\u0623\u0646\u064a \u0641\u0642\u062f\u062a\u064f \u0627\u0644\u0648\u0642\u0648\u0641\u064e<\/p>\n

Because I’ve lost my strength to stand<\/p>\n

\u0628\u062f\u0648\u0646 \u0635\u0644\u0627\u0629 \u0646\u0647\u0627\u0631\u0643<\/p>\n

Without the prayer of your day<\/p>\n

\u0647\u064e\u0631\u0650\u0645\u0652\u062a\u064f\u060c \u0641\u0631\u062f\u0651\u064a \u0646\u062c\u0648\u0645 \u0627\u0644\u0637\u0641\u0648\u0644\u0629<\/p>\n

I’ve grown old… return the stars of childhood<\/p>\n

\u062d\u062a\u0649 \u0623\u064f\u0634\u0627\u0631\u0643<\/p>\n

So I can share<\/p>\n

\u0635\u063a\u0627\u0631 \u0627\u0644\u0639\u0635\u0627\u0641\u064a\u0631<\/p>\n

with the sparrow chicks<\/p>\n

\u062f\u0631\u0628 \u0627\u0644\u0631\u062c\u0648\u0639 ..<\/p>\n

The way back<\/p>\n

\u0644\u0639\u064f\u0634 \u0627\u0646\u062a\u0638\u0627\u0631\u0650\u0643<\/p>\n

To the nest of your waiting<\/p>\n