Текст песни Julia Boutros - Win Al Malayin

Wayne Wayne Wayne
Wayne Wayne
Wayne millions
Wayne Arab people
Wayne Arab anger
Wayne Arab blood
Wayne Arab honor
Wayne millions
Wayne Wayne
God is stronger and greater with us than the children of Zion
Hanged, killed, buried, buried, ground grave
My blood is red narrator in green taste of lemon
The fire of revolutions is what we are victorious
Wayne Wayne
More powerful than mountains than sand
Inside the detention we sing live witnesses
Outside detention, we fight, we do not bow, we do not relent
Wayne Wayne
Those in the middle of the ribs are stronger than the shields
In my chest a machine store and tell my brothers Wayne
Wayne Wayne
We are right and we are the revolution and they are the elephants
The generation of truth and the generation of revolution
He must throw them with stones from Sajil
Do not kneel down, do not fall captive and plot of misinformation
And