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letra de meen erhabe (who's the terrorist?) [english version] - dam

[chorus]

who’s a terrorist? i’m a terrorist?
how am i a terrorist while i live in my country
who’s a terrorist? you’re a terrorist!
you’ve taken everything i own while i’m living in my homeland

[verse 1: tamer nafar]
k!lling us like you k!lled our ancestors
go to the law? why bother, my enemy
you’re the witness, lawyer and judge
upon the judge, my end begins
your dream is that we grow fewer and moreover that we are a minority
your dream is that the minority become a majority in the graveyards
democracy? i swear you’re n-z-s
with your countless raping of the arab soul
it got pregnant and birthed a boy called the suicide bomber
and here you are calling us terrorists
i mean you hit me and wept, and beat me to complaining about it
when i reminded you that you started it, you sprung up and said:
“you let the little kids throw stones;
don’t they have a family to keep them under lock at home?!”
what? you must have forgotten that you buried our parents under the rubble of our homes!
and now while my agony is so intense you call me the terrorist?

[chorus]

[verse 2: mahmoud jreri]

why terrorist? because my blood isn’t calm? it’s boiling!
cause i hold my head high for my motherland
you k!lled my beloved, now i’m alone
my family driven out, but i will remain and shout
i’m not against peace, peace is against me
it’s going to destroy me, erase my culture
you don’t listen to our voices
you silence us and degrade us
and who are you? when did you become ruler?
take a look at how many you’ve k!lled and how many orphans you’ve created
our mothers are weeping, our fathers are in anguish
our land is disappearing, i reiterate who are you?
you grew up spoiled while we grew up in poverty
who grew up with freedom and who grew up in confinement?
became a freedom fighter, you made him a criminal
and you, my terrorist, are calling me the terrorist!

[chorus]

[verse 3: suh-ll nafar]

when will i stop being a terrorist?
when you hit me and i turn the other cheek
how do you expect me to thank who harmed me?
you know what?! you tell me how you want me to be!
down on my knees with my hands tied?!
my eyes to the ground, surrounded by bodies?
houses destroyed and families driven out?
orphaned children, our freedom chained up?!
you oppress, you k!ll, we bury
we’ll remain patient and suppress our pain
the most important thing is that you feel secure
relax and leave the pain to us, what’s our blood?
the blood of dogs; wait, no! when a dog dies there’s the animals’ rights organisations!
that means our blood is less valuable than the blood of a dog?!
no! my blood is precious
and i’m going to defend myself if you call me a terrrrrorist

- dam

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