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Taken from 'You Exist Through Me' Album.
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"Madhlouma" a mezwed classic by Abderrazek Klio, reflects on life's hardships and humanity's tendency to blame it for their struggles. With evocative lyrics and Klio's powerful performance, the song offers a raw narrative on resilience and self-reflection. This electronic edit preserves the original's emotional depth while weaving modern soundscapes, making it a part of 'You Exist Through Me', the debut project by Chedly, features over 20 tracks that blend vibrant modern energy with traditional MENA region melodies. Accompanied by evocative visuals crafted by Viseria Studio, the project takes listeners on an emotional journey of loss, remembrance, and eternal connection.
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Visual Direction:
Youssef Meddeb (Viseria Studio)
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Character Sculpting:
Mahdi Ben Rhouma
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Lyrics:
Tunisian - Arabic:
مظلومة يا دنيا ردّوه فيك العيب
الكذب ياسر و الغدر ياسر يا دنيا شئ عجيب
مظلومة يا دنيا أحنا اللي تغيّرنا
نسّاتنا الأيام علينا و تكبّرنا
عشقنا الذهب و المال
في العِشرة من فكّرنا
مظلومة يا دنيا
يا لندره نلقاش من يسعدني
و يقول كلمة حق و يفرهدني
ملّيت ماللي بمحبّته يعوّدني
و يصير حبّه كلام هزّه الرّيح
مليت ماللي قبل ما ينشدني
يقول فيّا كلام مش مليح
و اللي حرقني في ليعتي زايدني
في وسط ناسي صرت وحدي غريب
مظلومة يا دنيا
قداش سالت فوق الخدود دموع
قداش فينا من بشر موجوع
قداش سالت فوق الخدود دموع
قداش فينا من بشر موجوع
بالمال صرنا راكّعين ركوع
و الصّيد خادم في سرايا الذيب
مظلومة يا دنيا
Lyrics:
English:
Oppressed life, they placed the blame on you
So much deceit and betrayal, oh life, what a strange thing!
Oppressed life, it’s us who have changed
Time made us forget ourselves, and we became arrogant
We fell in love with gold and wealth
And didn’t care about good fellowship
Oppressed life
Will I find someone to make me happy?
To speak words of truth and cheer me up
I’m tired of those who claim love for me
But their love is just words swept away by the wind
I’m tired of those who, before asking about me
Speak ill of me behind my back
And what burns me even more in my despair
Is that among my people, I’ve become a stranger
Oppressed life
How many tears have fallen down cheeks?
How many among us are aching with pain?
How many tears have fallen down cheeks?
How many among us are aching with pain?
Money has made us bow in submission
And the lion serve in the lairs of wolves
Oppressed life