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Think of others – Solidarity ProjectSong credits:
Original poem in Arabic: Mahmoud Darwish
Translated into English by: Noa (Achinoam Nini)
Music: Mira Awad
Spoken-word in Hebrew written and performed by: Yossi Zabari
Rap in Arabic written and performed by: Sameh Saz Zakout
Participants in order of appearance: Mira Awad, Norman Issa, Peter Yarrow, Noa (Achinoam Nini), Miriam Toukan, Kobi Farhi, Adam Gorlizki, David Broza, Bassam Beroumi, Yossi Zabari, Sameh Saz Zakout.
Guitars: Shay Alon
Accordion: Ettie Tevel
Double bass & programming: Ayal Yishay
Keyboards: Adam Gorlizki
Additional guitar: David Broza
Percussion: Mira Awad
Mixed and mastered by Aya Yishay at Papa studios.
Video credits:
Directed & edited by Laliv Sivan
Producer: Moran Shalev
Camera: Eric Raphael Mizrahi
Camera assistants: Shlomi Reuven Peima, Ido Nir
Art: Lucas Chauvet
Production assistants: Shaked Kaplan, Itay Darwish
Online after: Yoni Geva
Online colour: Yoni Passy
Actors: Lily Greenberg & Gili Tanenbaum
Thanks to:
Seeds Of Peace for their help in funding the video.
Efi Levi from Bet Ha'amudim for the marvelous location.
Rushes.
Edit Studios, Shalom Dadush.
Ami Yakobs
Ran Biran
Lyrics:
As you prepare your evening meal
Think of how the others feel
Don't forget to feed the hungry dove
As you wage your wars with guns
Think of all the other ones
Those who still believe in peace and love
As you pay for running water
Think of someone's son or daughter
Nursed by clouds beneath a starry dome
As you return from work tonight
Think of others and their plight
Those who live in camps and dream of home
As you lay your head to rest, dreaming deep
Remember those who have no place to sleep
As you let your words run free in rhyme and tongue in cheek
Remember those who've lost their very right to speak
And as you think of others, far away,
Think of yourself and say
If only I could be a candle in the dark,
I wish I were a candle in the dark.
If only I could be a candle in the dark,
I wish I were a candle in the dark.
בשנה הבאה נשב על המרפסת
כמו בשנים שחלפו עד היום
ילדים אחדים ישחקו בתופסת
אחרים יעמדו נכלמים במחסום
הגיע הזמן שנקום סוף סוף מן המרפסות,
ובמקום לספור ציפורים נודדות
נצא אל הרחובות
נבעט במוסכמות
לא נריב על מי צודק ומי אשם
אם יש פרטנר או אם אין
ומי יתן שגם בחשיכה הכי גדולה
נזכור להיות נר באפילה
عايش في ظلام بفتش على نور الشمعه
الابتسامه على الوجه بس بالقلب في دمعه
عيون الناس نشفت، بقيت اللمعه
ليوم غير لمايكل احمد يوسي وحمزه
صعب تفكر بغيرك لما ولا واحد بفكر
الوضع بحيّر، كيف اقرر
لما قدامي جدار على حياتي مسيطر
فرسمت جناح وفوقه راح احلق، فكر
فكر في غيرك لانه في غيرك ساكن هون
كلنا مختلفين وكل واحد في اله لون
الثوره بتصير في الشارع مش على التلفزيون
اطلع من الصالون
كون انت نابوليون
احتل في احلامك كابوس الواقع
لانه حتى الاطرش، الاطرش صار سامع
انه اليوم هذا جاي ما في مانع
الشمس ما بتغيب وراح تداوي القلب الواسع
Translation of Hebrew spoken word:
Next year, we'll sit on the balconies
Like we do every year.
Some kids will play “catch”
Some will stand, humiliated, in check points.
Next year we will raise our eyes again and pray
That this will be the last war.
A white heron will spread its wings
Although we specifically asked for a dove!
And in the meantime, exactly like last year,
We will serve chilled grapes to the table,
We will sigh in desperation,
But will not, God forbid, move our asses.
The time has come to leave those balconies
And instead of counting migrating birds
Let us go out to the streets,
Kick conventions,
Stop the armament and the building of walls,
Ease up on our rigid positions and our fear of stabbing knives.
Let us stop shooting and crying, crying and ruling,
Enough burying our heads in the sand or banging them against the wall.
Enough fighting about who's right and who's to blame,
Or if there's a partner or not.
And may we remember, even in the deepest night, to be a candle in the dark.
Translation of Arabic rap:
I live in darkness, searching for candle light,
My smile is on, but there's a tear in my heart.
The eyes of the people have gone dry, but there is still the glimmer of hope
For a different day for Michael, Ahmed, Yossi and Hamza.
It's hard to think of others, when no one is thinking,
The situation is confusing, I don't know how do I decide
When there's a wall in front of me, controlling my life
I draw wings for myself and above the wall I fly.
Think of others, because others also live here.
We're all different, we each have a different colour
Revolutions occur on the street, not on TV
Get out of your sofa, be a Napoleon.
Conquer the nightmare of reality in your dreams,
Because even the deaf have heard
That the day is coming
The sun won't set and it will heal the heart.
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