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Sing the glory of love, the wishes of pride Glory manifested in the blood of the martyrs
Play the tune on the morning Sprinkle the scent of the injured In the fields of combat the sacrifice of blood for victory
Tell Abbas we are victorious The Zionists were defeated
We kept the promise and we conquered with our blood
Assure the captured Quds, we will not betray nor underestimate
The sacrifice in order to cleanse and preserve the glory of the prophets
Play the tune on the morning Sprinkle the scent of the injured In the fields of combat the sacrifice of blood for victory
Ragheb you are still a warrior, you fill the enemies with terror
You inspire the free with love, glory and praise
The occupations will not last in our land, tall and lofty men will come
Play the tune on the morning Sprinkle the scent of the injured In the fields of combat the sacrifice of blood for victory