Ya bashar al- Assad, irrhal ya fassad,
You’re going to catch a cold from the ice that you harbour inside your heart,
Why couldn't you see that you'll never win using violence from the start,
Or are you too caught up with Iran's plans,
Sending out your cowards,
You’re going to catch a cold from the ice that you harbour inside your heart,
Why couldn't you see that you'll never win using violence from the start,
Or are you too caught up with Iran's plans,
Sending out your cowards,
While our mother is still crying into her hands,
Not bearing to show her children a single tear,
While they still live in fear,
The fear of their father being killed,
Only because he wants the best for his people,
I refuse to let my brothers and sisters die in vain,
Do you not feel your people’s pain?
We will continue to fight, because the city of Syria,
Has become the city of martyrs,
While your troops are killing off mothers and fathers,
You forgot that Allah stands with the oppressed,
And you know where you are destined to be,
inna lillah wa inna lillahi rajioon,
And inshAllah you'll be finished soon.
By Abid Koulailat
Not bearing to show her children a single tear,
While they still live in fear,
The fear of their father being killed,
Only because he wants the best for his people,
I refuse to let my brothers and sisters die in vain,
Do you not feel your people’s pain?
We will continue to fight, because the city of Syria,
Has become the city of martyrs,
While your troops are killing off mothers and fathers,
You forgot that Allah stands with the oppressed,
And you know where you are destined to be,
inna lillah wa inna lillahi rajioon,
And inshAllah you'll be finished soon.
By Abid Koulailat