هو مات
حلمه بيعافر في حزنه
صورته ماتت بعد منه 1000 مرة
واللي مات علشانها رافضه
حتى تحلم
تبقى حُره
هو مات
البقاء لله يا حاجه
شدي حيلك
اللي كان سندك في ميلك
التراب ضمه وواراه
صح مات
بس فات أحلامه عايشه
في اللي هيكمل وراه
He died
His dream Grappled with his sadness
his features dies , no one bless
Those who died for her
refusing even to dream
She does not refuse or scream
Oppression and injustice Like a team
She is refuse to be immovable
For death he is always available
O mother Resist and be patient
He died, Now he is dead
Dust hugged him and hid
Who was the mainstay of your life
No one prevents the inevitable knife
But , he left the vivid dreams
That will create the hope screams
With those who will finish their road
And make the nation so proud
written by .... shahat fekry
Translated with : Abdullah Sabri
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