

عصفور في الوادي يغرد لخدودك والعيون.
ويغني لسمانا والحقول.
أين تلك الليالي باسقات الطلع للنجوم.
تلك هي غابات الصنوبر والشوق والحنين.
مراكب البحارة والابحار الطويل.
الفلاح والمحراث وفرحه بالحصاد الكثيف.
الهوى والأشواق وشواطئ البحار.العواصف والرياح وللقدس السلام.
علاء الدين والسندباد وليالي بغداد والمطر الغزير
Oh Shepherd of the mountains of burdens, my heart is eager to hear from you and to see you.
Like the fruits of the trees, they long for shawer of rain, and valleys of tears flowing down the checks from yearning eyes.
Oh Shepherd of the mountains of burdens in my heart there is a tenderness and emptiness that cannot be explained. My eyes are eager to see you.
My passions are to love and share my love with my friends.
Oh Shepherd of the mountain, where is the legend that was left by our ancestors? Where are the melodies of music from the harps and violens of the kingdom of Arabia? Where are the rains to sock the desert?
Oh Shepherd of the mountains, the Al’Aqsa Mosque calls me and calls every comrades.
Oh Shepherd of the mountains, where are those voices of trees when the autumn foliage fall to mark the beginning of the season.
Oh Shepherd of the mountains, where are the chipping music of the birds and the running gaggles from gutters of rain water?
Oh Shepherd of the mountains, are you the nursing the wounds of the generation with the music of chaos?
Ya, Allah!
٠ياراعية في الجبل قلبي اليك مشتاق
شوق الثمار للمطر والدمع في الاحداق.
ياراعية في الجبل قلبي اليك ولهان.
ميل الهوى للعشق والخلان.
ياراعية في الجبل اين الاسطورة واللحن والمطر!
ياراعية في الجبل انه صوت الاقصى العتيق, ينادبني وينادي كل رفيق.
ياراعية في الجبل تلك اصوات الشجر عند الخريف.
ياراعية في الجبل انها اصوات البلابل والمطر الدقيق.
ياراعية في الجبل انت الجرح والموال.
The anger of the sea, people, the brightness and heat of the sun and the gravity of the moon shakening the oceans are the very nature of expression of anger by natural beings.
Revolution of the Sea, the browsers of the grass by browsing animals, the eye witness and the galaxy of the milky ways are the glamours of the supernatural being.
Gardens of Sana'a has collections of walnuts, almonds and grapes.
The scarcity of rain, waves of seas shaking ships, have drama to play.
Gardens of Sana'a are the arts of the raptures.
Gardens of Sana'a are where daggers and other weapons are hidden. The opium and Khat are the sedetives of madness.
Gardens of Sana'a are filled with darkness, rains and the shrouds of pecking birds.
Gardens of Sana'a are filled with hymns, the glories of the flowers it emmits and songs of Gypsies are roaring.
A reminder that Sana'a was once the garden of Edan.
غضب البحر والناس والشمس والقمر.
ثورة البحر وكحيل العين والمجرة.
حدائق صنعاء والجوز واللوز والعنب.
ألأمطار والامواج والسفن.
حدائق صنعاء والفن والطرب.
حدائق صنعاء خناجر وأسلحة وأفيون القات والجنون.
حدائق صنعاء ظلام وأشراعة وأمطار وكفن.
حدائق صنعاء تراتيل وتسابيح وأحاديث الغجر.
I miss you my Sweetie Yemen.
Longing to see fields, plains and everywhere whether to believe or to doubt.
You are my freedom, brightened by the solar and lunar energies. The need for freedom to embrace all adversities.
You are my concern and my conscience among nations.
My patience is tested on the earth, on the mountains tops and the peaks above.
Wind’s gust and gasp in anticipation of the participation of the rains.
Turquoise, agate, supporters of God and the respected men..
Sheba the kingdom of Hammier has forgotten her history. Didn't Yemen know that her name was Hammier?
Jelly fish is an analoge of Saif bin Dhi Yazan. He is the heroe of Yemen, just because he was as slippery as a jelly fish.
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أشتقت اليكِ حبيبتي اليمن.
شوق الحقول والسهول وكل مكان يؤمن ولا يؤتمن.
أنتي حريتي وشمسي وقمري وكل المحن.
هاجسي أنتي وضميري بين ألأمم.
صبري ومعانتي في ألأرض والجبال وفوق القمم.
هبوب الرياح وسقوط المطر.
الفيروز والعقيق وأنصار الله والرجل السيد المحترم.
سبأ وحمير والتاريخ ألأصم.
قناديل البحر وسيف بن ذي يزن.
Gaza is the silence and the Shroud of anger or bitterness.
It is a pride and a glory of the founding of the trio of the faiths.
Judaism, Christian and Islam.
Gaza was a staight where the Ethiopian Eunock was reading the Thora, the book of Isaiah.
Gaza, the stretch of land, but lately holed by tunnels.
What are those tunnels for anyways?
Holes or tunnels are to silence the lively roar of the sound of the earth, the sky and the rivers.
Gaza should be the land where Sea weeds are selected for manufacture of agricultural feeds and the tunnels should be turned into metros rather than tunnels for transporting deadly weapons.
Those deadly weapons end up bringing disaster to the citizens of Gaza.
They are the rockets of good length and width, they traverse the seas and lakes to the river Jordan.
Gaza is where the Kingdom of God was proclaimed by the renouned prophets...today, the sons are forging revolution by the force of barrel of the guns.
The glory of God cannot be manifested by the barrel of the guns, not even martyrdom and victory for being accepted, as the glory of God cannot be achieved by the barrels of the guns.
Gaza today is the Forest sorrow and the counterpart share also the same sorrows.
How shall we redress the shroud of anger and bitterness with new clothes of peace and security?
غزة عزتنا ومجدنا الأبي.
غزة البحر والأنفاق.
غزة وصمت الأرض والسماء والنهر.
غزة أعشاب البحر والأنفاق.
غزة صواريخ بالطول والعرض, من البحر الى النهر.
غزة وملكوت الله وثورة الحجارة.
غزة المجد والشهادة والأنتصار.
غزة غابة الفرح والحزن النظير.
غزة ثوب أمي والكفن.