THE NIGHT FROZE
(This song is dedicated to the Martyrs of the Intifada of the Aqssa (Al-Quds) in October in the year 2000)  

Words by Leonid Alexeienko
Lyrics by Zuhaira Sabbagh
Composed by Rim Banna & Leonid Alexeienko

The night froze in your eyes
and the soul has departed from your sight
and the last stone which was preceded by the bullet
lies still in your hand

You didn’t reach yet your twentieth spring
You’ll never see the sun in October
and the last stone that was preceded by the bullet
lying still in your hand
and in my eyes silent tears who reject to depart

I covered your body with the flag

with the red roses, with sweet basil, with lilies

and the windflowers had grown in your heart

now your stone pulsates in my hand

In your twentieth spring

you’ll never see the sun in October

and the last stone that was preceded by the bullet

lying still in your hand

and in my eyes silent tears who reject to depart

RAIN

Lyrics by Rim Banna

Composed by Rim Banna & Leonid Alexeienko

Rain Rain Rain

Come thou rain

Water the thirsty land

And sprinkle the trees leaves with drops

Rain Rain Rain

We both got together

The stars are drowning in the sky

And in the warmth of my home

It is pleasant to burn the midnight oil

Rain Rain Rain

Knocking on my window

Awakening the sleepy lovers

Washing their weary faces

And the morning arise bright and new

JAMMAL

(Camel Caravan leader)

Lyrics by Tawfik Zayyad

Composed by Rim Banna & Leonid Alexeienko

The Jammal made my heart miserable, when he chose to go away.

I said: “Jammal be patient”.

He said: “All the patience has been given up”.

I said: “Jammal, what’s your aim?”

He said: “The desert of the south”.

I said: “What are you carrying with you?”

He said: “Miska and Essence”.

I said: “Tell me, what is your sickness?”

He said: Longing for the loved one”.

I asked: “Have you visited the healer?”

 He said: “Ninety healers”.

I said: “Jammal, take me with you”.

He said: “No, my burden is a heavy”.

I said: “Jammal, I will walk”.

He said: “No, my road is too long”.

I said: “I will walk for one thousand years, after your eyes I will travel”.

He said: “Hey, you the pigeon bird, bitter like myrrh is the living of the immigrant.

The Jammal make my heart miserable, when he chose to go away,

Whatever he left behind are tears that flows over my cheeks.

THE DREAM

Lyrics by Zuhaira Sabbagh

Composed by Rim Banna & Leonid Alexeienko

I pass through the dream

beyond the grass – covered night

above the cloud barriers

gathering up the soft feather fluffs

of the wild pigeons

from the flickering wind

upon the lightening sails

and the veils of lilac

I pass through the other death

to approach you