Lyrics Isis - Ya Asib ar-Ras Waynak

Hanna at the top of the pink summit, you are an excuse
Head, Link!
You seek and introduce your feet, the boy, the lame, and the low
O Aseeb Al-Ras Wink
In the midst of Baiha sings glory, what he wished for
O Aseeb Al-Ras Wink
We saw in the Najafi Palace in their home we host
O Aseeb Al-Ras Wink
Hanna, the horror of war, Hanna, my wish. Where are you from us?
O Aseeb Al-Ras Wink
Live in cheese and humiliating, there is no sword (n) entertained
O Aseeb Al-Ras Wink
You set up a apostate ruler and entice you in the courts
O Aseeb Al-Ras Wink
And Abu Bakr Mint around it was established on the River State
O Aseeb Al-Ras Wink
The offspring of the Prophet, my fall, is the system of creation
O Aseeb Al-Ras Wink
Today, the state of succession of the usurpation (n) of the people of the press
O Aseeb Al-Ras Wink
Hanna treatment of rejectionists poison (N) on each rejection
O Aseeb Al-Ras Wink
The men of the Creed saw their companions restored
O Aseeb Al-Ras Wink