As long as I have a few inches of my land As long as I have a few trees of my land As long as I have an olive tree, a lemon tree, a well and a cactus bush ...As long as I have a memory, a small library A photo of a deceased grandfather and a wall As long as there are Arab words in my country, and popular songs As long as I have my eyes, my lips, my hands, as long as I have myself I declare a raging struggle in the face of the enemy On behalf of all free honest souls: workers, students, poets I declare I still have me, and will always have me And my words will remain bread and weapons in the hands of revolutionaries.