Unknown Artist (Arabic) - حيو رجال القسامية (Greet The Men of Qassam) versuri traducere în engleză
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Translation Greet the men of Qassam
Greet the men of Qassam, the warriors of Palestine
Greet the men of Qassam, the warriors of Palestine
The pegs of the proud land, the students of Yassin
Greet the men of Qassam, the warriors of Palestine
The pegs of the proud land, the students of Yassin
With the Quran and a rifle, follow the cry of Izz ad-Din
With the Quran and a rifle, follow the cry of Izz ad Din
With the Quran and a rifle, follow the cry of Izz ad-Din
Hela hela helahelahe helahelahe
Hela hela helahelahe helahelahe
Oh army of Qassam, march on, behind Mohammed Deif
Teach all armies of the world the way of honour
Oh army of Qassam, march on, behind Mohammed Deif
Teach all armies of the world the way of honour
Teach them how the resistance fighter is, he becomes a martyr, he doesn’t allow injustice
Teach them how the resistance fighter is, he becomes a martyr, he doesn’t allow injustice
Proclaim them: ‘’We die and we don’t bargain’’ No! We don’t betray the sword
Proclaim them: ‘’We die and we don’t bargain’’ No! We don’t betray the sword
Hela hela helahelahe helahelahe
Hela hela helahelahe helahelahe
Oh glory of Salah Shehade, oh Imad Akel
The explosive package of Ayyash is martyrdom, and the lovers of the triggers
Oh glory of Salah Shehade, oh Imad Akel
The explosive package of Ayyash is martyrdom, and the lovers of the triggers
Killing the occupiers is an act of worship, God has made it lawful
Killing the occupiers is an act of worship, God has made it lawful
Stand up oh willing men, the colour of blood preserves the country
Stand up oh willing men, the colour of blood preserves the country
Hela hela helahelahe helahelahe
Hela hela helahelahe helahelahe
Oh masked man! Oh father of the Kuffiyeh, oh fright of the Jews
Oh Abu Ubaidah’s will is powerful, your statement is explosive
Oh masked man! Oh father of the Kuffiyeh, oh fright of the Jews
Oh Abu Ubaidah’s will is powerful, your statement is explosive
With honour you rejoice at the operation, oh victory of the promised land
With honour you rejoice at the operation, oh victory of the promised land
Call into the zionist face
The army of Muhammad is coming back
Call into the zionist face
The army of Muhammad is coming back
Greet the men of Qassam, the warriors of Palestine
The pegs of the proud land, the students of Yassin
Greet the men of Qassam, the warriors of Palestine
The pegs of the proud land, the students of Yassin
With the Quran and a rifle, follow the cry of Izz ad-Din
With the Quran and a rifle, follow the cry of Izz ad Din
With the Quran and a rifle, follow the cry of Izz ad-Din
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05.03.2025
Celebration
It's a celebration in the village, a big celebration for the bride
Who, after sixteen years, is finally getting married
In her wedding dress, how beautiful the young girl is
Her mother looks at her and, crying, takes joy in it
The grandfather says to the grandmother, amidst all the joy:
'My little granddaughter looks just like you!'
Between stairs and steps, the bride struts
Making everyone envious who still doesn’t have a fiancé
The village square is full of relatives
Some came by mule, others by donkey
They comfort the mother who is crying freely:
'A daughter at sixty has to get married'
There are tears in the church, as if a tragedy happened
The mother says to everyone: 'They've stolen my daughter!'
It’s time to say 'yes,' 'but what is he doing? Why isn’t he speaking?'
People are amazed, but the groom can’t speak
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
05.03.2025
Sicilian honor
Sicilian
Sicilian
The honor I gave you is Sicilian
There is no wealth that can buy it
When she came to the village
She was a lost woman
People avoided her on the street
But I said to her, 'Love, my love'
She looked me straight in the eyes
Slowly, I took her to my home
After so much mud and dirt
She stayed there
And forgot about her tragic story
After two years, without saying goodbye
She returned to the mud, trampling my honor
What a disaster has fallen upon me
A street woman, without dignity
What is this life of mine?
I no longer have friends, honor... and not even you!
Sicilian
05.03.2025
We are not like you
With your hatred
This world will end
In death, in pain
In terror, it will collapse
There will be no more life
But those like us
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
You say we are crazy
For our hair
But you don't realize
That there is no reason
To give us so much hatred
And so much cruelty
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
If one day you'll understand
That this is not right
For sure, you'll cry
For this society
For all this evil
That you did to us
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
05.03.2025
Freedom
Freedom
In the sky
And within the stars
Freedom
A flower
In your hair
And within your heart
The freedom that is love
The love you give me
And I will shout to the sky
That I am alive
I will tell others
That I color myself
With your love
With the love you give me
That you give me
With your voice
With your hands
And with your warmth
You are a star
And you will guide me
And I, like a man
Will love you
Forever, that’s how I’ll be
And you, who run
For the infinite
Will point to me
The new light with your finger
And I will see you