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Sahur Hush 2 by London

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Sahur Hush 2 by London - ambient music cover art

Sahur Hush 2

ambient

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Ta... ta... a sampled pulse, like breath beneath the sky,
A thin shimmer of kettle-steam, silver and streetlight. Night folds its coat — the city keeps its small secret.
Chill air on tiled rooftops, the tile still holding night. A kettle clicks alive, metal song, thin white steam. A mosque bell, far and soft, unfolds into the blue.
Lantern halos on doorways, catpads past an open gate. Hands twist a paper-apparate date, warmth between fingers. The world is small and sacred here, slow heartbeats, low and clear.
Ta... ta... ta... the pre-dawn hum, quiet streets keep the secret calm. Sahur breathes in soft and slow, a small, bright promise before the glow.
The minaret sighs, the kettle sings, the morning leans on hope.
Steam rises like a memory above the alley's curb. Tin cups clink a whispered name, slides under sleeping doors.
Distant call threads through the hush, fretting rooftops tiled and warm. Footsteps measure careful, where tomorrow is being born. The air tastes faints of mint and cardamom and time. A folded prayer, tight and cold, a breath between the lines.
Ta... ta... ta... softer now, the simple hall stands. I learn how quiet keeps the things that meant. Soft earth, small light, teaching me how to begin.
I give my hunger worth and find a quieter ken. The city listens back, abreast of our gentle grin.
Long wash of past, distant field recorded birds. Low pulse, one voice, a single line. In this thin hour we inherit the quiet.
Ta... ta... ta... last paper breath, I go across the roofs. Kettle empty, footsteps recede, the eastern edge blanches. A call softens into day, tiled rooftops hold the heat of dawn. Sahur hush, the small, steady promise that lets the morning come.
Ta... ta... ta...