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Listen : https://yasminehamdan.ffm.to/honwhonak Listen to the album 'I remember I forget' : https://yasminehamdan.ffm.to/irememberiforget Follow me https://www.facebook.com/yasminehamdanofficial/ https://www.instagram.com/yasminehamdan/ Cover design and video remix by @marc-kandalaft Music: Marc Collin, Yasmine Hamdan Lyrics: Yasmine Hamdan, Anas Alaili Translations: Wassila Abboud et Yasmine Haj Arranged by Yasmine Hamdan & Marc Collin / Remix by Acid Arab Published by Hamdanistan Records/Kwaidan Records/Les Editions de la Bascule/Pale Shelter (p) 2025 Hamdanistan Records/Kwaidan Records Label: Crammed Discs/[PIAS] #yasminehamdan #hon #AcidArab #officialvideo #lebanon #indietronica #remix #yasminehamdan #hon #officialvideo #lebanon Lyrics : Hon هون هون شو صاير هون انهيار وكوم حبّ يوم يوم ورا يوم بستجوب التلفون قتيل بغرفة النوم كلّ يوم پروڤة قتل هون مش قادرة إفصل خَلَص خلِص الحكي هون أرض صغيرة وجرح كبير ناس تضلّ وناس تغيب غيمة بوسط الصالون غيمة حزن معي هون هزّة بدَن وعالتّلفزيون خَلَص خلِص الحكي هون أرض صغيرة وجرح كبير ناس تضلّ ناس تضلّ وناس تغيب Hon هون What happened here? A collapse And a mountain of love Day after day I am questioning my phone There is a dead body in my bedroom Everyday they rehearse their killing I can’t dissociate Done What’s left to say A tiny land With a gaping wound Some people linger And some go absent Clouds in the living room Darkness sitting with me My body is shaking and the TV is on Done What’s left to say A tiny land With a gaping wound Some people linger And some go absent