An old man is proud

but behind his modest smile lies the grief

Only one picture of his brave son remains



It seems that the vicious circle

Can never be broken through



The hopeful ones gathered their strength

To achieve the apparent impossible

But all plans seem to be in vain



As a soldier of Allah

He's an example for the others

On his bloody way to immortality



It seems that the vicious circle

Can never be broken through

Because old wounds are reopened every time



This Intifada as a device

To thwart the peace negotiations



He can rely on a reward in the hereafter

Eternal paradise awaits him



Pugnacity

With our blood

Show no mercy

With our soul

Die for heaven

An eye for an eye

Burn to let them...

Suffer for all their actions



We will not move an inch

They won't play in our hands

We will not tolerate those who defy



We will not hesitate

To start an attack

If you undermine the agreement



Let them suffer!