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Frs Wld El3lmA
save Somalia
Oh muslim ummah, oh land of the arabs
beat the drums for the calamity is approaching
As long as part of the ummah is dying with famine.
Frs Wld El Alma
Where are the lords of the Gulf? The petrodollar owners.
They spend on wickedness millions and billions
And the children of Somalia are hungry in the wilderness.
Asking for a piece of bread and a glass of water what a shame.
Oh custodian of the holy mousques refrains from Jeddah's action,
and if you became in-laws with the king of Bahrain
than make the feast as high as mountain tops
and send the invitations' to Somalian tribes.
Oh Arabian Qatar, oh people of Emirates.
Withdraw from Libya and pull out your planes.
Instead fill them with food rather than bombs.
And bombard the hungry of Mogadishu and the orphans.
O leader of Kuwait, from the oil you were quenched.
And you never had to taste the bite of hunger,
your people are suffering from gluttony
and in Somalia millions are begging for a bite.
Oh muslim ummah, oh land of the Arabs,
beat the drums for the calamity is approaching,
as long as part of the ummah is dying of starvation
don't wait for our setting sun to rise again.
Your wealth is armour, aggression and mansions,
your petrol is dancing, filth gluttony and immorality.
And in Somalia are people who can't wet their lips.
There is no god but Allah, and Mohammed is his messenger
Our Sudan is divided, our Iraq is wounded,
our Sad Yemen from conflict it never rests
our blood is diseased with a cancer in Syria,
the invader diseased t even more in Libya.
Geboti, Eretria and the Comoro islands.
Palestine please accept our apologies,
for we have to turn towards the south
Somalia is calling us to shake our pockets.
Lebanon, Jordan, Mauritania so miserable
our morocco, our desert and my Algeria the darling.
How could we feal joy, for fasting Ramadan.
And the brothers in Somalia are fasting for eternity.
Oh green Tunisia, Egypt land of the Kenana,
where are the freedom revolutions against oppression??
If Somalia dies in this holy month
than all of us are Bin ali and Mubarak.
Oh muslim ummah, oh land of the arabs
beat the drums for the calamity is approaching
as long as part of the ummah is dying of starvation
don't wait for our setting sun to rise again.
Your wealth is armour, aggression and mansions,
your petrol is dancing, filth gluttony and immorality.
And in Somalia are people who can't wet their lips.
There is no god but Allah, and Mohammed is his messenger
Leaving the leaders, we'll talk to the people
our rising sun is enveloped by darkness.
We fast, we make pilgrimage we pray in congregation
but we turn our backs to famine and starvation.
A wicked man makes us cry, about the forbidden love.
And we cry not for a child who dies hungry
We are startled if Ilisa (singer) was visited by the flue.
Yet we forget an Ummah who doesn't have food.
Our hearts are dead, our conscious is deaf
our spirits are polluted with the scream of nothingness
We drown in our dreams of broadcasted media.
Our nightmare is reality how will we wake up???
Our money and time are wasted on entertainment,
and the smallest dead of faith is to invest in both.
Let's not bother about the money of the kings and princes.
Let us save Somalia with Youtube and Facebook.
Oh muslim ummah, oh land of the Arabs,
beat the drums for the calamity is approaching
as long as part of the ummah is dying of starvation,
don't wait for our setting sun to rise again.
Your wealth is armour, aggression and mansions,
your petrol is dancing, filth gluttony and immorality
And in Somalia are people who can't wet their lips.
There is no god but Allah, and Mohammed is his messenger
Oh muslim ummah, o land of the Arabs,
rise up to a clamiy approaching,
amongst us are people dying of famine
amongst us are people barried wile starving.
Our money, wealth and petrol.
Somalia is fading with deprivation.
How strange??
What will you answer when asked on judgment day
when money won't count and nor would gold