East or west,
home is best.
Egypt has different seasons,
My emotion and loyalty for her without reasons.
People are communicative and friendly,
Live in peace according to history,
My memory refreshes her old days,
Sacrificing that one pays,
The era of blackness escapes away.
The era of enlightenment appears far away.
Here is our revolution to glorify,
Here is our revolution to dignify.
The thief is put in the prison,
The thief pollute our life, putting poison.
Memorandum for Egyptian martyrs,
They were pious, performing prayers.
We smell freedom penetrating into lungs,
Thank you revolution to free our tongues.
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