Paroles et traduction Cairokee - يالميدان Yalmidan

يالميدان Yalmidan

ياه يا الميدان
كنت فين من زمان
معاك غنينا ومعاك شقينا
وحاربنا خوفنا ودعينا
إيد واحدة نهار وليل
ومفيش معاك شيء مستحيل
صوت الحرية بيجمعنا
خلاص حياتنا بقى ليها معنى
مفيش رجوع صوتنا مسموع
والحلم خلاص مبقاش ممنوع
ياه يا الميدان
كنت فين من زمان
هديت السور نورت النور
لميت حواليك شعب مكسور
اتولدنا من جديد واتولد الحلم العنيد
بنختلف والنية صافية
أوقات الصورة مكانتش واضحة
هنصون بلدنا وولاد ولادنا
حق اللي راحوا من شبابنا
ياه يا الميدان
كنت فين من زمان
معاك حسينا وابتدينا
بعد ما بعدنا وانتهينا
لازم بإيدينا نغير نفسينا
اديتنا كتير والباقي علينا
ساعات بخاف تبقى ذكرى
نبعد عنك تموت الفكرة
ونرجع تاني ننسى اللي فات
ونحكي عنك في الحكايات
ياه يا الميدان
كنت فين من زمان
ميدان مليان انواع اللي بايع والشجاع
فيه اللي حابب واللي راكب
واللي بيزعق واللي ساكت
في الجامعه نشرب الشاي
الحق عرفنا بنجيبه ازاي
خليت العالم يسمعوا والجيران يتجمعوا
ياه يا الميدان
كنت فين من زمان
فكرتنا هي قوتنا
وسلاحنا في وحدتنا
ميدان بيقول الحق
بيقول للظالم دايما لأ
ميدان زي الموجة
ناس راكبة وناس مشدودة
وناس برة بيقولوا دي هوجة
والأعمال مكتوبة
ياه يا الميدان
كنت فين من زمان

The Square Yalmidan

Oh, my square,
Where have you been for so long?
With you we sang and with you we suffered,
And fought our fears and prayed.
One hand, day and night,
And with you, nothing is impossible.
The voice of freedom brings us together,
Finally, our lives have meaning.
No going back, our voice is heard,
And the dream is no longer forbidden.
Oh, my square,
Where have you been for so long?
You broke down the wall and brought light,
You gathered around you a broken people.
We were born again, and the stubborn dream was born
We disagree, but our intentions are pure.
Sometimes the picture was not clear.
We will protect our country and our children's children,
The right of those who died in our youth.
Oh, my square,
Where have you been for so long?
With you, we felt and started,
After we had gone and finished.
We must change ourselves with our own hands.
You have given us much, and the rest is up to us.
Sometimes I'm afraid it will be a memory,
We will move away from you and the idea will die.
And we will forget what happened again,
And we will tell stories about you.
Oh, my square,
Where have you been for so long?
A square full of all kinds, the seller and the brave,
There are those who love and those who ride,
And those who shout and those who are silent.
In the university we drink tea,
The right we knew how to bring it.
You made the world hear and the neighbors gather.
Oh, my square,
Where have you been for so long?
Our idea is our strength,
And our weapon is in our unity.
A square that tells the truth,
Always says no to the oppressor.
A square like a wave,
People riding and people clinging,
And people outside say it's a riot,
And the works are written.
Oh, my square,
Where have you been for so long?