الخط ده خطى [El khati da khati ] [English translation]

This is my handwriting

and those words are mine

cover up all the papers, with my tear drops

the olive shores are mine, and the land is Arab

Every breeze is my breath

every drop of sand is made of my people

Even if I forget, she doesn't

this is my handwriting

and those words are mine

I swear, I will get no sleep

and will imprison the light in my eyes

with my tears everyday

I will fulfill my promise, just like my prayers

Promises weigh on the hearts

of those who have to fulfill

Sorrows go and come

sadness is good at hiding

This is my handwriting

and those words are mine

I will write on my own palm with my blood

oh my people, unite

I swear we will fulfill our promise

and I swear by those who died too soon

at their homes and schools

and all the workers who died under the factory that collapsed

this is my handwriting

and those words are mine

this is my handwriting

and those words are mine

Cover up all the papers, with my tear drops