Lyrics and translation Redstar Radi - Mawtini

Mawtini

موطني اللّي ضرّني علاش باش تسألني
تحت رحمة المفاسد راضي مخلّيني
عشت فيه المنسي بالمحنة زاد علّني
موطني اللّي خلقت فيه هو بيدو اللّي قتلني

موطني موطن الاجراح اللّي صعبت تتلمّ
موطني اللّي تموت فيه من غير ما يسيل الدمّ
موطن الهمّ كيفاش تحبّ فيه تحترم
موطن الظلم في الأحكام خبرو الوحيد اللّي سرّني

موطني اللّي جرّني نخرج ع القانون
وقت اللّي تبرّى منّي قعدت بالفقر فيه مكنون
طال ظلم السجون كان والدين يزورون
برشة تهلويس ضنون شكون زعمة تفكّرني

موطن لي غدرني على قد ما فيه صفّيت النيّة
موطن لي حقرني من سياسيه من بوليسيّة
هات مسنوت في يديّا قهر سلب حرّية
من أيّام نلبس طبليّة في تراكن حاصرني

تراه زيد ذكّرني اش ريت فيه من فايدة
كان اللّي عندو محسود الاغلبيّة زايدة
غير السترة موش رايدة خبزة صعيبة كايدة
من فاضل المايدة خيري عليه هو حارمني
منّو ناكرني حسبوني عليه متبرّي منّي
يأس ماجاورني موش من توّ من صغر سنّي
كبرت مكابرني هاززني الكره و ما كرهتوش
صدّرت عليه في الكرتوش اليوم تعافى و نافرني

وطن قاهرني خاطر سامرني قلّيل
حبس متمبرني تحت الضروس ذليل
فلس حقرة تهنتيل هربة غصرة تحليل
كي حبّ يلقالي البديل هزّ شنابر زوّرني
بحورة مهجّرني رماني حيّ للحيتان
بعثني و حذّرني زاد شرّ عليّا جيران
مكتّب عليّا سيران في باريس في الطليان
غير مرغوب كانسان خوذوه ما يلزمني

مــوطــنــي مــوطــنــي
الشباب لن يكل همه أن يستقـل أو يبيـد أو يبيـد
نستقي من الـردى ولن نكون للعــدى كالعـبـيـد كالعـبـيـد

موطن كي بايع شكون بخلاف بليس شاريك
راميك في الشوارع للبرد و للجوع مخلّيك
فانية نزيد بارك فلس تدور في حواليك
مهموم حزين متلايع نيك روحك ما تشاورني
موطن الفجايج اللّي منجّيك رضاء والديك
عقارب تتسارع و الوقت مقطع مال ياذيك
انتي اللّي زارع و الغير حصد رزق البيليك
موطن لي فيه نتفارع نيك أمّو ما يمثّلني

ذراعي يوكّلني و الفكّ منّو حلال فيه
نساني في صغير عادي كي كبرت أني نخلّيه
موطن لي الحلم فيه غصب لزّوني نراتيه
هزّان جيبان و تتويه تي ما خسرتو شخسرني
ربّي و سارتني يحلّ باب كي يسكّرو 100
هانو تذكّرني ما تبكي علّيا تقول مشى
بلادي ما حبّتني هنا يلاّ السلامة
زايدة الملامة ع الغربة ربّي مقدّرني

لا ما تبدّلني غير الكلام و الكبدة مشومة
تقد بلادي بلاد أولدي سو نيك أمّهم هوما
بالوزرة بالحكومة سيستام المنظومة
بمجلس نوابّها الفلّومة السارق اللّي قدمني
باللّي ساومني نسكّر فمّي نعيش كلب
باللّي قاومني بعثلي شكاية شتم ثلب
بالبوليسيّة اللّي تحلّف ايداعو بالجلب
قلبي على بلادي ما تقلّب غير الحلّ هازمني

تريخ ذاكرني مع الرجال موش الطحانة
شعبي الهاممني و نيك ام اللّي جعنا ما رانا
موطن دوّني مع المنسين في نفس الخانة
حد ما فيه تمزّى عطانا و في الغلط عاذرني
حزن مقدّرني و اللّي كتبتو فيه محبّة
بلادي ما تعرّني قد ما ذقت فيه فدّة
مسيرو الوقت يتعدّى شعنّا ما نديرو
موطن ما عندي غيرو حتّى كان كارهني

Mawtini

My homeland, that hurt me, why you ask me?
Under the mercy of corruption, it left me content.
I lived in it forgotten, hardship increased my burden.
My homeland, where I was born, is the one that killed me.

My homeland, homeland of wounds, that are hard to heal.
My homeland, where you die without shedding blood.
Homeland of misery, how do you love and respect it?
Homeland of injustice in judgments, it is the only secret that made me happy.

My homeland, that dragged me out of the law.
When it disowned me, I remained in poverty, concealed.
The injustice of the prisons lasted long, only parents visit.
Many hallucinations and suspicions, who would even remember me?

The homeland that betrayed me, as much as I purified my intention in it.
The homeland that humiliated me, from political to police.
It put handcuffs on me, a hero, robbing my freedom.
From the days we wore the uniform, to the accumulations that besieged me.

It reminds me more, what good did I see in it?
Whoever had something was envied, the majority excessive.
Only the cover is not wanted, bread is difficult, livelihood is hard.
From the leftovers of the table, its goodness deprived me.
He who denied me, they considered me disowned by him.
Despair did not leave me, not from now, but from my young age.
I grew up defying it, carrying hatred, but I didn't hate it.
I shot at it with a gun, today it recovered and disobeyed me.

A homeland that defeated me, because it treated me a little.
Prison did not break me, humiliated under the millstones.
Broke, humiliation, pampering, escape, squeeze, analysis.
When it wanted to find a replacement, it lifted chains and forged me.
It exiled me to the sea, threw me alive to the whales.
It sent me and warned me, neighbors increased the harm against me.
It wrote against me in Paris, in Italy.
Unwanted as a human, take him, I don't need him.

Mــy hــomeland, Mــy hــomeland
The youth will not tire, his concern is to be independent or to die or to die.
We will resist death and we will not be for the enemies like slaves like slaves.

Homeland, who sold you except the devil who bought you?
He threw you in the streets to the cold and hunger, leaving you.
Fani, I add, bless the penny that revolves around you.
Sad, worried, playful, screw yourself, don't consult me.
The homeland of calamities, what saves you is the satisfaction of your parents.
The hands of the clock are accelerating, and time is cutting off your harm.
You are the one who sowed, and others harvested the livelihood of the white.
Homeland, where we are proud, screw his mother, it doesn't represent me.

My arm feeds me, and separation from it is lawful.
It forgot me when I was young, it's normal that when I grew up I would leave it.
Homeland, where the dream in it is by force, they made me inherit it.
Shaking pockets and getting lost, you didn't lose me what makes me lose.
My Lord, and my luck, opens a door when 100 are closed.
Here, remember me, don't cry for me, say he's gone.
My country didn't love me, here's goodbye.
Excessive blame, for the room, my Lord destined me.

No, it didn't change me, only the words and the cursed liver.
My country, the country of my children, so screw their mother, they are the ones.
With the ministry, with the government, the system of the system.
With its corrupt council of representatives, the thief who introduced me.
With the one who bargained with me, I shut my mouth, I live like a dog.
With the one who resisted me, he sent me a complaint, insult, slander.
With the police who swear to deposit him with the dog.
My heart is on my country, it doesn't change, only the solution defeated me.

History reminds me with men, not the mill.
My people are my concern, and screw the mother of the one who made us hungry and we didn't eat.
Homeland, put me with the forgotten in the same category.
To the extent that it was torn, it gave us, and forgave me for the mistake.
Sadness destined me, and what I wrote in it is love.
My country did not expose me, as much as I tasted redemption in it.
Its manager, time passes, what are we going to do about our hair?
Homeland, I have no other, even if it hates me.