Zeina Aftimos - YUMMA (2024)
زينة أفتيموس - يمّه (٢٠٢٤)
Lyrics by Zeina Aftimos
Composed by Zeina Aftimos & Munsef Turkmani
Music producer : Munsef Turkmani
Mixing & Mastering : Sleiman Damien
Keyboard Solo : Rizan Said
Live percussions : Kifah Zeineddin
Art director & visuals : Youssef Aftimos
Photography : Ali Hamdan
Styling and artistic vision : Zeina Aftimos & Youssef Aftimos
Makeup artist : Amer Jarjour
Hair stylist : Mariana - Maribelle Gh
Hair sponsor : KarKafi hair
Special thanks :
Firas Abou Fakher
Salma Madfouni
Georges Rouhana
Dana Hourani
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English translation :
Yumma tends her roses,
Yumma , I follow, picking as she poses.
Yumma , While all in the dark, she stands tall,
Yumma, the guardian, never misses a call.
Yumma, I dash to the valley's embrace,
Answering the call of love's grace.
They whisper, the troubadour has arrived,
Confrontation awaits those who've strived.
Yumma tends her roses,
Yumma , I follow, picking as she poses.
Yumma tends her roses
Yumma ma ma
Yumma, there ain't no divide,
No need to fret, even if it's your side.
We fight for freedom, until our last breath,
Entrancing you with the magic of our eyes' kohl's depth.
Yumma, there ain't no divide,
No need to fret, even if it's your side.
We fight for freedom, until our last breath,
Entrancing you with the magic of our eyes' kohl's depth.
Yumma, let your voice unfurl,
A flick of your finger, and it's done, the world.
Not dad, not uncle, nor a distant kin,
You're the sole spark in my vision within.
They claim, Yumma, your voice lacks the fiery punch,
But I swear by the calm in my gaze, in hunch,
I won't yield, won't cower,
I'll rise to prove your strength, in power.
Yumma tends her roses,
Yumma , I follow, picking as she poses.
Yumma , While all in the dark, she stands tall,
Yumma, the guardian, never misses a call.
Yumma tends her roses,
Yumma , I follow, picking as she poses.
Yumma , While all in the dark, she stands tall,
Yumma, the guardian, never misses a call.
Yumma tends her roses,
Yumma , I follow, picking as she poses.
Yumma , While all in the dark, she stands tall,
Yumma, the guardian, never misses a call.