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For the righteous martyrs and the honourable, free people
I stood at the front line and confronted all
For the eyes of the heroes with the unattainable glory
For the tears of the children, I will resist, I will remain
For the righteous martyrs and the honourable, free people
I stood at the front line and confronted all
For the eyes of the heroes with the unattainable glory
For the tears of the children, I will resist, I will remain
I payed with my blood, I held my head high and I ripped the occupiers out with my hand
I returned my dear South and I liberated it from humiliation
For the righteous martyrs and the honourable, free people
I stood at the front line and confronted all
I am the voice of the coming generation and the speech with no end
From here the story begins and from my land I will not leave
I am the voice of the coming generation and the speech with no end
From here the story begins and from my land I will not leave
I payed with my blood, I held my head high and I ripped the occupiers out with my hand
I returned my dear South and I liberated it from humiliation
For the righteous martyrs and the honourable, free people
I stood at the front line and confronted all
"In sacrifice for the homeland, in sacrifice for the young men, the heroes who were steadfast in South Lebanon
If I had 6 more young men, they'd be all in sacrifice for Sayyed Hassan"
I will not remain alone on my land, nor will I leave my family and friends
Like my South I will not find and I have no other solution
I will not remain alone on my land, nor will I leave my family and friends
Like my South I will not find and I have no other solution
I payed with my blood, I held my head high and I ripped the occupiers out with my hand
I returned my dear South and I liberated it from humiliation
For the righteous martyrs and the honourable, free people
I stood at the front line and confronted all
For the eyes of the heroes with the unattainable glory
For the tears of the children, I will resist, I will remain
I payed with my blood, I held my head high and I ripped the occupiers out with my hand
I returned my dear South and I liberated it from humiliation