Dudu Tassa & Jonny Greenwood - Dijit Nishrab (feat. Ahmed Doma) (Official Audio)

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Taken from 'Jarak Qaribak', out now: worldcircuit.ln...
Celebrated singer, musician and producer Dudu Tassa teams up with award-winning composer and guitarist Jonny Greenwood (Radiohead, The Smile) for new album ‘Jarak Qaribak’, bringing together vocalists and musicians from throughout the Middle East for a very special album of cross-border collaborations. “Jarak Qaribak” translates, more or less, as “Your Neighbour Is Your Friend”. It’s an expansive, inclusive sentiment. The songs on the album, and the singers, are drawn from all over the Middle East - and, in keeping with the theme established by the album’s title, each singer takes a turn at a tune from a country other than their own.
Featured Artist: Ahmed Doma
Lyrics: Ahmed Wahby
Composer: Ahmed Wahby
Jonny Greenwood: Drum Machines
Dudu Tassa: Guitars, Bass, Vocals
Ahmed Doma: Guest Vocals
Itamar Doari: Percussion
Mayu Shviro: Cello
Johanna Riethmueller: Violin, Viola
Sefi Zisling: Trumpet, Flugelhorn
Neta Elkayam: Vocals
Niran Bassoon: Announcer
Repertoire consulting & music notation: Ariel Qassis
Brass arrangements: Dudu Tassa
Translations by: Idan Barir
Produced by Dudu Tassa & Jonny Greenwood
Mixed by Nigel Godrich
Recorded by Nigel Powell, Ilan Harush, Yotam Agam, Ben Essev, Yoav Osterreicher, Shai C. Sivan
Mastered by Bob Ludwig at Gateway Mastering, Portland, Maine
Photographed by Shin Katan
Art direction and design by Liora Zemelman & Rotem Biksenspaner
Animation by Florence de la Fournière
KZbin Visual by Tom Fake
Management: Or Davidson, Brian Message
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Why are you leaving, dear friends
Why are you living in grief
Why are you repenting the past
And he who forgot the love
I came to drink, to forget the grief
I poured love, it’s now mixed in my drink
I came to read, to shake off love
I poured your name, about you I always think
And he who forgot the love, love, love
He who forgot the love is a liar
I’ve had enough, I’ve had enough
Of being lonely and of my worries
I’m worn-out, worn-out, worn-out
My lover never called me
But don’t say I cried, oh I cried
A man’s tears are precious,
You’ll understand when he says I sought, I asked. You, my lover, who I longed for,
You’ll lie if you say I forgot, I forgot.
I came to drink ...