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Echoes of Your Heartbeat by A.rahman

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Echoes of Your Heartbeat

Arabic Pop,male vocals

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Lyrics
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[Verse 1]
At the market at first light, orange blossom fills the air,
Lanterns fold their stories, and your scent is everywhere.
A faded shawl on the doorway, footprints on the tile,
I follow every echo, every pause of your smile.
[Pre-Chorus 1]
I hear the oud's low calling, a ribbon through the night,
Ney answers with a whisper, guiding me toward the light.
[Chorus]
Echoes of your heartbeat, carving dunes of sand,
A melody of longing, written by your hand.
Ya qalbi, ya qalbi — the refrain that holds me near,
In every tear a story, in every silence, you appear.
[Verse 2]
Beneath the scarlet sunrise, the kasbah wakes to pray,
Tea steaming by the window where we used to stay.
Qanun strings are telling of the markets and the rain,
Salt of the Mediterranean, and the echo of your name.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
This time the oud grows braver, weaving maps of where you’ve been,
I trace the alley’s memory — your shadow's left within.
[Chorus]
Echoes of your heartbeat, carving dunes of sand,
A melody of longing, written by your hand.
Ya qalbi, ya qalbi — the refrain that pulls me home,
In every breath a compass, in every road I roam.
[Bridge]
When the night becomes a river and the moon forgets to sleep,
Even distance bends to where your footprints sleep.
I’ll cross the dust of kingdoms, fold time into your name,
Where the ney sings softer, I’ll call you just the same.
[Final Chorus]
Echoes of your heartbeat, carving dunes of sand,
A chorus of the ancients rising from this land.
Ya qalbi, ya roh — let the world remember how we met,
In every dawn a promise, in every dusk, a debt.
[Outro]
The echoes keep on calling beneath the moon’s warm gleam,
Our love an endless rhythm, an everlasting dream.
Ya qalbi — until the stars collapse, you’ll be my secret theme.