O authentic, oh proud, and brave on freedom, oh beacon for humanity, and your monsters, and all of you have the rights to prevail, thinkers themselves, living in a forest, but the truth must return, and the covenants will be fulfilled, and I swear to the Lord of the universe that you are the mother of the world until the promised day, and no matter how many monsters there are, your Lord has protected you, oh land of warmth, and your land has been protected by your children, and who will be able to defeat them, the countries of your guards? Oh the source of civilization and the land of peace in you. They have increased meanness and withheld the sustenance of the vanquished, but your Lord has a hold on them, and your right and the right of the vanquished will be lost, and you are the one who will remain throughout time. They will eat meat, store onions, and throw tomatoes. Surely your Lord is watching over them, and everyone is on the same page as “Heban,” and you will remain the one who remains and preserve the morsel of the vanquished. With my pen, Faten Fawzi.
يا أصيلة يا أبية
ووخدة علي الحرية
يا منارة للبشرية
وحوشك وكلين حقوق الغلبة
فكريين نفسهم عايشيين في غابة
لكن الحق لزم يعود وتتوفي العهود
وبحلف برب الكون بانك ام الدنيا
الي اليوم الموعود
ومهما الوحوش كترت
ربك حمياك
يا ارض الدفا
وأرضك حمياها ولادك
ومين هيقدر عليهم
دول حراسك
يانبع الحضارة وأرض السلام
فيك كتروا اللئام
وحبسوا قوت الغلبان
لكن ربك ليهم بالمرصاط
وحقك وحق الغلبان هيبان
وأنتي اللي باقية عبر الزمان
يأكلوا لحم يخزنوا بصل
يرموا طماطم
اكيد ربك ليهم بالمرصاد
والكل علي أصلة هيبان
وهتفضلي انتي اللي باقية
ومحافظة علي لقمة الغلبان
بقلمي فاتن فوزي
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