راجعين يا فلسطين المجموعة# Lyrics

Have we forgotten

That I'm in my land, and this is my country

And in my country, I'm imprisoned?

In my country, I'm imprisoned

And here

We water it's soil with tears

And the blood of its defenders

The blood of its defenders

Here our story and victory is written

Our country is ours, from sea to river

Often we say tomorrow will be better

But only ever see oppression

All we asked for was the freedom to live

But all we got in return was death and displacement

Not even a spoken word is allowed

It's a prison of borders and silenced expression

What crime did the murdered child commit

Who dreamt of only a modest future

And what of the child who survived

Only to lose their family

We haven't forgotten

What's happening to us

You never abandoned us on your soil

And the blood of our defenders is a sacrifice for you, oh my homeland

We suffered, and those who used to console us have gone

Who is left among us?

I swear, I terribly miss the people who used to stand with me

And every day

They tell me my patience is my weapon

While our timer ticks towards death

While everyone watches, But no, it doesn't matter

My voice is life

And I stand alone

The world against me

And I don't fear it

They take my soul, only to claim my soil

But the key to my home remains in my heart

And I'm returning with my children in my arms

Even if the whole world stands against me

I am returning, O my country

I am returning

But the key to my home remains in my heart

And I'm returning with my children in my arms

Even if the whole world stands against me

I am returning, O my country

I am returning

We are calling upon you Arab leaders

Our families in Gaza today are subject to extermination

We're given two choices: either death or victory

A Palestinian - condemned to death since birth!

But be patient, those against us will not prevail

Where are the Arab nations? It's time to rise up

How can we declare peace, When Belfour's declaration stands?

Still my heart is Palestinian, in life, in death

All the world is my country

far and wide

All people are my brethren

since the days of old

Borders are the differences between us

And words are written on paper

And what was written has become a chain

Denying me from seeing my country

They killed us, they displaced us, and now the stones in our hands are our weapons

Checkered in black and white, my Kufiya is the secret of my success

In my hand, I carry my coffin, and in your hand, you carry revenge

The key to my home hangs on my neck, eternal and never swaying

But the key to my home remains in my heart

And I'm returning with my children in my arms

Even if the whole world stands against me

I am returning, O my country, I am returning

But the key to my home remains in my heart

And I'm returning with my children in my arms

Even if the whole world stands against me

I am returning, O my country, I am returning

O Lord, I raise my hands to You

I ask You to relieve my agony and my sorrow, and You are the Responsive One

The lands of the Arabs are my homelands

From the Levant to Baghdad

This is my land and my country

And all the Arabs are calling out

My occupation is violent

Killing my children and ancestors

You keep calling me a terrorist

I ask you if you're an occupier

Sorry that I'm not from Ukraine

Sorry that my skin is not white

Sorry to my children, that I brought you into a hypocritical and unfair world

Sorry, the dream is far away, my son

Sorry, the burden is heavy, my son

No sorry for all the "sorries"

We have nothing but to endure, my son

Here, death is easy but living is hard

A false freedom in a world of tyranny

We don't receive guests, we receive our death

We haven't forgotten Al-Durrah and the bombing of The Baptist Hospital

Mass destruction, children and women

As our dear ones die, we don't cry, it's for the cause

Victory, victory, and only God is the Almighty

We will return, oh Al-Aqsa, for His promise is certain

By God

No displacement!

We're a standing mountain that fears no bombardment!

Oh Gazans, our victory is coming for sure!

Our resilience will overcome this sinister occupation!

No empathy for us – even while our children are dead in our streets

The childrens' souls are entrusted for us to honor... a noble trust

So, we continue to defend, we will die so Palestine can remain!

What's happening is horrible, and selling out is even worse

And all who speak up are silenced

People hold their tongue for fear of losing their platform, my brother

My blood boils, and my heart burns

My eyes can't bear to see the images they're seeing

A devil sits on a throne and his minions protect him

In '48, death came into Palestine

75 years of bombing

But even if a generation leaves, we will flood back

My heart is pure but won't find peace

Until we find justice for the hospital

Injustice has become blatant

Where are the men? Our are hearts are parched

My friend, no matter how harsh the world gets, and the oppression has reached its breaking point

We send peace to Gaza, never forgotten

God willing, we will meet in Al-Aqsa

And this land is ours

Whether above the land or beneath it

We'll resist, united in numbers

I am a hurricane, I roam and protect it

And Al-Aqsa is ours

Even if my enemy erases its name

Even if the most vicious of people oppose us

I am returning, O my country, I am returning

We have no hope but Him

Our Lord, deliver unto us salvation

Our souls are heavy and weary

In our hearts, a nation erupts

And with the strength in my heart and soul…

I'm returning again to my land

Al-Aqsa is where I will hold my next prayer

Come at me with your planes?

I'm waiting for you on the land

My redemption, My redemption, My redemption

I'm not leaving; I'm rooted here

On the frontline, every night and day, even if I have to die for my country

Until the breeze comes

How can we back down?

We are in the rank of the Mighty One

Forgive us, O Merciful, for our helplessness, but we have never normalized

We saw the butchers

Slaughtering the innocent child

Sanctioning his blood

As they falsify history with crocodile tears

Condemn the killers of children

Makers of terror

Purveyors of lies

Thieves of hope

Our children live in paradise

This is our land and we shall not leave

Our land, in which we are planted

Isolated without weapons, however

With us is the Lord of the worlds

(Only the Almighty is our refuge)

Should I lose my voice, yours will remain...

Should I lose my voice, yours will remain...

Should I lose my voice, yours will remain...

Should I lose my voice, yours will remain...

Should I lose my voice, yours will remain...