Lynn Adib - Dar | لين أديب ـ دار

This song is based on texts from Palestine Encyclopaedia and dedicated to Palestinians, all displaced and discriminated people around the world.

Music is composed by Lynn Adib for the performance "SAFFRON" created by Palestinian dancer Hala Salem and produced by Arjen Barel.

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Dancer & Choreography: Hala Salem
Percsussion : Neşet Kutas
DOP: Paul Decerisy
Directed by Julien Oska and imagined by Lynn Adib.

Special thanks to Ghenwa Noiré.

Le Consulat, Paris, December 2023.

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جيت اودعك ويا دار رايح غريب و عَبلاد الناس رايح
يا عين أبكي وزيدي من النوايح وعلى فراقك حزين القلب أنا

على فراق الولف قلبي لواني صرت مقوم وتغير الواني
يا ريتني عقد والصايغ لواني مخبأ بين نهديك والثياب

يلي سافرتو أول مبارح يلي هواكم بالقلب جارح
يلي نزلتو بكل المطارح مطرح حبيبي لا تنزلونا

غربنا مغرب طالت غربتنا وابكوا علينا يا رفاقنا
بالله ان سهروا تجيبوا سيرتنا بالله ان دبكتوا تتذكرونا


عيونك سود يا حبر الدوا لي تدورين الدوا وانتِ دوا لي
عَليل ونومة حضنك دوا لي ودوا ليا بين صدرك والحِجاب

جيت بدار خلاني بعدهم لقيت الدار قفرة بعدهم
وكيف تنام يا قلبي بعدهم حبابك شيلوا بعد العشا

لَبات الليل واتقلب على عود وكثر الهم خلاني كما العود
يا تلغراف يا مركب على عود سلام كثير ودي عَ الحِباب



I came to say goodbye to you, home, I am going as a stranger and I am going to people's countries
O eye, I cry and wail more, and I am heartbroken at your departure

After parting my lover, my heart hurt and its colors changed
I wish I was a necklace and the jeweler made me to hide between your breasts and the clothes

The one you traveled the day before yesterday, the one your love is hurtful in my heart
You who stopped in every place, at my lover’s place do not stop

We went far and our travels became long, cry for us, our comrades
By God, if you stay up late, you will remember us. By God, if you dance, you will remember us

Your eyes are black, you are the ink of the medicine for me. You are turning the medicine around and you are the medicine for me
I’m ill and to sleep on your lap is a cure for me, cure is world between your chest and the veil

I came to a house that left me after them, and I found the house deserted after them
How do you sleep, my love, after your loved ones left after dinner?

The night fell and my worries increased, leaving me like a stick
Oh telegraph, send greetings to loved ones