Weyn El Malayeen Julia Boutros,Sawsan Hammami ,Amal Arafa- libya 1990 English Translation

#beirut #lebanon #palestine
Where Where Where
Where Where Where
Where Where Where
Where are the millions?
Where are the Arab youth?
Where is the Arab fury?
Where is the blood of the Arabs?
Where is the honor of the Arabs?
Where are the millions?
Where
The kids of the falasha rest peacefully and millions are suffering
There is a machine gun stored in my chest
And we say, "where are our brothers?"
His worries went away and the pasha fell asleep
We are homeless
The kids of the falasha rest peacefully and millions are suffering
There is a machine gun stored in my chest
And we say, "where are our brothers?"
His worries went away and the pasha fell asleep We are homeless
Armies are showing on TV screens and the weapons rusted because of storing.
Revolution needs real men
Can't be bought with money
Revolution needs real men
Can't be bought with money
Revolution of a nation with stones in hands,
who challenged fleets
Sacrifices old people and youth
as duty not favoring
The thing inside the ribs
Stronger than armor
The thing inside the ribs
Stronger than armor
There is a machine gun stored in my chest
And we say, "where are our brothers?"
God is with us, Stronger
And Greater than any son of a Zionist
[They can] Strangle us, kill us, and bury us in graves
my land won't be despised (means we won't care)
The red blood, the green narrator
With a taste of lemon
God is with us, Stronger
And Greater than any son of a Zionist
[They can] Strangle us, kill us, and bury us in graves
my land won't be despised (means we won't care)
The red blood, the green narrator
With a taste of lemon
The fire of revolution grows stronger and hotter
We will be the victors!
Stronger than the mountains!
More than the grains of sand!
Stronger than the mountains!
More than the grains of sand!
Inside captivity we sing our martyrs are living
Out the captivity, we do fight, we do not bow, we do not relent
The thing inside the ribs
Stronger than armor
The thing inside the ribs
Stronger than armor
There is a machine gun stored in my chest
And we say, "where are our brothers?"
I called for help and I got null from the 100 million
They're waking up at night, then sleeps and never see what's happening around
Dignity at the bottom, and my home is empty and deserted and they're full of money and sons
I called for help and I got null from the 100 million
They're waking up at night, then sleeps and never see what's happening around
Dignity at the bottom, and my home is empty and deserted and they're full of money and sons
They forgot about me, they don't know what's happening to me, and I'm born in jails (means kids are born is jail and captivity)
Where
Where
I called for the armies,
but they haven't heard my voice
I called for the armies,
but they haven't heard my voice
We were given the option and we chose sour (which is defending our land and dying for it) and we know about the price
We faced the ordnance and molecule (molecular weapons) with a sling and knife
Where
Where
The thing inside the ribs
Stronger than armor
The thing inside the ribs
Stronger than armor
There is a machine gun stored in my chest
And we say, "where are our brothers?"
In the absence of Arabic unity wounds are extravasated
The devoted mother is offended and the aged is weeping
The innocent child is killed and the sucker is lost
In the absence of Arabic unity wounds are extravasated
The devoted mother is offended and the aged is weeping
The innocent child is killed and the sucker is lost
And the refugee with folded tent asking wondering where to go
You filled banks,
and forgot Yamouk (means Yarmouk battle)
You filled banks,
and forgot Yamouk (means Yarmouk battle)
When will unity come true, so we're like steady dam
With great army and under one flag, that retrieves the maltreated people
They come like a flood
Those who raise injustice
They come like a flood
Those who raise injustice
Who end disputes and solve problems
We are the rights and we are the revolution
And they are the friends of the elephants
The generation of rights and the generation of revolution
Ababil birds
We must throw rocks at them
Rocks from hell
We are the rights and we are the revolution
And they are the friends of the elephants
The generation of rights and the generation of revolution
Ababil birds
We must throw rocks at them
Rocks from hell
Never kneel, nor obey (to the squatter)
And their deception is lost
The thing inside the ribs
Stronger than armor
The thing inside the ribs
Stronger than armor
Even we all vanish,
Write, oh history!
we won't betray our land
The revolution is headline
We have faith in our revolution
The revolution is headline
We have faith in our revolution
The revolution is headline
Revolution of a nation with stones in hands,
who challenged fleets
Write, oh history!
We have faith in our revolution
The revolution is headline
Write, oh history!
We have faith in our revolution
The revolution is headline

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