An old man is proud but behind his modest smile
Lies the grief!
Only one picture of his brave son remains
It seems that the vicious
Circle can never be broken through
The hopeful ones gathered their strength
To achieve the apparent impossible
But all plans seem to be in vain
As a soldier of Allah hes an example for
The others!
On his bloody way to immortality
It seems that the vicious
Circle can never be broken through
Because old wounds are reopened every time
This Intifada as a device
To thwart the peace negotiations
He can rely!
On a reward in the hereafter
Eternal paradise awaits him
It seems that the vicious
Circle can never be broken through
Because old wounds are reopened every time
This Intifada as a device
To thwart the peace negotiations
Pugnacity!
With our blood!
Show no mercy!
With our soul!
Die for heaven!
An eye for an eye!
Burn to let them...
Suffer for all their actions
We will not move an inch
They wont play in our hands
We will not tolerate those who defy!
We will not hesitate
To start an attack
If you undermine the agreement!
Let them suffer!
Stop to let them suffer!
