كلمات اغنية Moody Kablawi – مالي مال

I don't have any money yet I live with joy

That's the situation and through my music i prove my existence

In this life, I fell but I keep getting up

For whoever is listening, I've been fighting since my father was in jail

Everyday, I try to be

On the mic, without any income

Whatever i say, it just proves that I am

A survivor in this materialist world

I'm still a kid, but not a normal one

I'm walking through life and telling it to carry on

Life, carry on!

Life, carry on!

I'm walking through Hadar Street

Every two steps I check my belongings

People without a home

Every two steps someone asks me for money

Walking and enjoying my silence

People talking all at once

It's overwhelming, so I put my headphones on

As I walk faster towards my apartment

The humidity slows me down

If I'd stayed abroad, I might have found an opportunity that fits me

Without going out of my way

I stay who I am, everytime I wake up

In this land far away from my home and worries

So Life, carry on!

Life, carry on!

Life, carry on!