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يامّه مويل الهوى
Hamza Namira Lyrics


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يامّه مويل الهوى
يامّه مويلي
ضرب الخناجر ولا
حكم النذل فيّ
ويامّه مويل الهوى
يامّه مويلي
ضرب الخناجر ولا
حكم النذل فيّ

ومشيت تحت الشتا
والشتا رواني
والصيف لما أتى
شعلل من نيراني
بيظل عمر الفتى
رهن للحرية
يامّه مويل الهوى
يامّه مويلي
ضرب الخناجر ولا
حكم النذل فيّ

As the sun sparks my spirit
So the rain dampens my desire
As a house is formed in the heat of the day
So the rain washes the bricks away
But in spite of these warring feelings
My love stays in my heart

يامّا مويل الهوى
يامّا مويلي
ضرب الخناجر ولا
حكم النذل فيّ
ويامّا مويل الهوى
يامّا مويلي
ضرب الخناجر ولا
حكم النذل فيّ

Overall Meaning

The song يامّه مويل الهوى (Oh Mother, the Carrier of Love) by Hamza Namira is a tribute to the love and sacrifice of mothers. The song begins with the singer calling out to his mother, describing her as the carrier of love. He reflects on the struggles he has faced, highlighting how he has been threatened, even with knives, but his mother's love has remained a constant force in his life. The chorus repeats this sentiment, emphasizing how his mother's love still supports him even though he has experienced trials and tribulations.


In the second verse, Namira reflects on the seasons of life, saying how the sun inspires him while the rain dampens his desires. He compares his life to a house that is formed in the heat of the day but is washed away by the rain, symbolizing the hardship he has experienced. Yet, despite this, he proclaims his love for his mother remains steadfast, and no amount of threats or hardship can change that.


Overall, the song highlights the power of a mother's love and the struggles that children, especially young men, face in life. It's an ode to the people who have supported us along the way, especially mothers who make great sacrifices for their children.


Line by Line Meaning

يامّه مويل الهوى
Oh mother, the one who understands love


يامّه مويلي
Oh mother, my comforter


ضرب الخناجر ولا حكم النذل فيّ
Whether the daggers strike me, or the tyrants rule over me


ومشيت تحت الشتا
And I walked in the rain


والشتا رواني
And the rain refreshed me


والصيف لما أتى
And when summer came


شعلل من نيراني
It ignited my passion


بيظل عمر الفتى رهن للحرية
As long as the youth is subject to oppression


يامة مويل الهوى
Oh mother, the one who understands love


يامة مويلي
Oh mother, my comforter


ضرب الخناجر ولا حكم النذل فيّ
Whether the daggers strike me, or the tyrants rule over me




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