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It is July with its burning sun, long days and nights which are crowded by dreams, hopes and promises.
Its promises embodied the eyes of the truthful to there
It is July, O’ raging flames whose smell fragrant the scent with the blood of the wounds loomed within the sunrise
As I always promise you victory, I promise you victory again
Here we broke your tyranny, here we crushed your strength
Here we gave misery to your herds, here we prayed the prayer of the conquerors
Here with the hearts we studded the chest of the sun
We embroidered the face of the land with our flowing blood
Here from our wounds we beautified the eyes of the moon
Here in July if our dear signalled with his eyes, we took with us uncharted waters from the sea to the fire
In July from here we cast into the fire of anger
From Khaybar to Raad, to Haifa and beyond
And in the sea came to you the first of our mysteries and on land our shroud was in your lookout
Here the rain of your summer dispersed, your foolish dreams were burnt
Here the graves of your soldiers were built and your lofty fortresses were crumbled
Here the heads of your leaders became volatile, here we humiliated your dear one
From here your servile wandered on his face and was lost
We are here and our fire has not faded
From the supplications of our mothers we lit the light of our victory
With the tears of the children we drew the road of our return, and here we have returned
Train as much as you like, manoeuvre as much as you like
Replace whoever you like, come whenever you like, we are here and fire has not faded
Our swords are executed, our blood is more stronger, our determination remains, and our fire has not faded
Here we have returned, our victory has risen, our promise was sincere and our fire has not faded
Here we have returned and if you return, we shall return
As we said in the year 2000, the time of defeat has vanished and the time of victory has come