ابن الموصل في خبزك

[Intro] A whisper on the breeze, a memory in the street Where laughter like dust floats, and the city humsFleet [Verse 1] Ya abu jannah, bread of the sweetest bite A taste of home, soft and bright in the night I hear your stories, soil under the nails of time You fix the world with a grin and a rhyme [Pre-Chorus] Hold the crumbs of hope, let them drift and glow In every bite, a bridge from long ago [Chorus] O generations rise, in the scent of warm bread From Mosul to this square, where old stories are fed We share this hunger, we share this light You and I, ابن الموصل, under the same sky tonight [Verse 2] Your hands tell of cities that learned to forgive Of markets and alleys where brave hearts still live We trade a rumor for a recipe, a friendly nod A reminder that home can dwell in the palm of God [Pre-Chorus] Crumbs become constellations in the night, Guiding us through every struggle we write [Chorus] O generations rise, in the scent of warm bread From Mosul to this square, where old stories are fed We share this hunger, we share this light You and I, ابن الموصل, under the same sky tonight [Bridge] If you listen close, you can hear the roots say stay We’re built from the soil, we’ll endure, we’ll pray [Chorus] O generations rise, in the scent of warm bread From Mosul to this square, where old stories are fed We share this hunger, we share this light You and I, ابن الموصل, under the same sky tonight [Outro] Stay for the bite, where memory and hope align Abu jannah in the kitchen, manna for the pine