Paroles et traduction Muhammad Al Muqit - I Am Resistant

I Am Resistant

روحك مايهمها إعتقال .
مهما طال السجن وطال.
هذا دربك درب رجال.
يابا درب رجال يابا درب رجال.
سجنك خلوه وابتهال.
والزنزانة جمع أبطال.
منك سجانك ماينال لالا ماينال .
راسك عالي جبينك عالي .
عزمك صامد مثل جبال.
وانت الغالي لأهلك غالي.
قسما تحريرك بالبال.
لو سجنوا جسمك يا محارب
أو غطوا منك العيون
تبقى الحر ويبقى الغاصب
بديارك هوه المسجون
عهدا منا نوفي الدين
ما ننساكم أسرانا
حنا واياكم صامدين
يوم الفرحه ملقانا
أكثر من عشرة آلاف
جوه السجن لا مانخاف
ربع الشعب بسجنوا طاف
والعالم شاف وما شاف
بدنا القسامي الخطاف
يأسر ويحرر أجيال
لو سجنوكـِ خيتا الحره
ما يهمك نذل وجلاد
باذن الله حتعود الكره
ترجع تتحرر البلاد
انتي الحره عشقتي الموت
لما نادى مولانا
حسره عاللي سمعوا الصوت
لا ما لبوا أقصانا
خيتا تحريرك همي
وبسجنك لا ما تهتمي
قسما لو صفوا دمي
ما تظلي بهالعتمه
خيتا يا فخر الأمه
انتي العزه بالنزال
يا صهيوني مهما تكبر
وسجونك فوق الثلاثين
سجانك يطغى ويتجبر
وبأرضي يبني الزنازين
بلغ سجن النقب وعوفر
حمحم صوت أبطالنا
جاي اليوم اللي نتحرر
هذي الأرض ديارنا
حتصيروا كلكم جلعاد
ونأسركم جوه البلاد
جايي يومك يا جلاد
وراية اسلامي تنعاد
ودولة صهيوني تنباد
وحلمك صهيوني نغتال

I Am Resistant

Your soul does not care about imprisonment.
No matter how long the prison sentence, it will be long.
This is your path, the path of men.
Oh, beloved, the path of men, the path of men.
Your prison is a place of retreat and supplication.
And the cell is a gathering of heroes.
Your jailer will not get you, no, he will not get you.
Your head is held high, your forehead is high.
Your determination is steadfast like the mountains.
And you are precious to your family, precious.
We swear to free you.
If they imprison your body, oh warrior,
Or if they cover your eyes,
You remain free, and the usurper remains
In your homeland, he is the prisoner.
We promise to repay the debt.
We will not forget you, our prisoners.
We are steadfast with you.
The day of joy we will meet.
More than ten thousand
Inside the prison, we are not afraid.
A quarter of the people were unjustly imprisoned.
And the world saw and did not see.
We want the kidnapper Qassam
To capture and liberate generations.
If they imprison you, my free sister,
Do not worry about the lowlife and the oppressor.
God willing, the ball will return.
The country will be liberated again.
You are the free woman who loves death,
When our master called,
Woe to those who heard the voice
But did not answer our call.
My sister, your liberation is my concern,
And in your prison, do not worry.
I swear if they shed my blood,
You will not remain in this darkness.
My sister, O pride of the nation,
You are the glory in the battle.
Oh Zionist, no matter how arrogant you become,
And your prisons are over thirty,
Your jailer will be arrogant and tyrannical,
And he will build dungeons in my land.
He has reached the Negev and Ofer prisons,
The voices of our heroes growled,
The day will come when we will be liberated.
This land is our homeland.
You will all become Gilad.
And we will capture you within the country.
Your day is coming, oppressor.
And the banner of Islam will be raised again.
And the Zionist state will be annihilated.
And we will kill your Zionist dream.