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AHMED ROCK lyrics : "Ana Msh 3adad"

I'm not just a number
I'm a two days old child
I'm the one on a bicycle and that's my dad jumping with joy

I'm the one who's fixing his jacket while my mom's worrying
about evil eyes!
I'm not a figure in the absence lists

I'm the one who's hiding tales within a book
I'm the one whose folks went through hell for
I'm not only a case and we're not just "somebodies"

I'm the one whose lover's been waiting for so long
to make it and get done with college, army, and all that madness
I'm not a figure written on my dead body

I'm a normal person....I'm a football match in my neighbourhood
I'm the one painting on trees along the way
I'm not a date, and not an announcement

I'm a knock that doors well recognize
I'm the one who dances in all the neighbours' weddings
I'm not a flag and a couple of mourning days

I'm not a protest, and not a song
I'm the one whose mother's will spend mourning, and every feast soaked in black
I'm not just a number!!

You're the traiter..you walked away and let go of my right
you're the murderer..you left me to die and made pacts with my blood
you settled for killing, injustice, subjugation and humiliation

your silence has turned me from a person into a digit inside a column
I'm dead thirsty, my land...dead thirsty for freedom
I'm dead but with a principle!! holding your flag!

Calling for dignity...with your name engraved in my heart
How could you trivialize my blood? simply throwing the recoupement to my mother!
When I stayed up long nights drawing a signboard with your flag on it

And I joined the demonstrations clamouring and calling your name
I'm the one who loves you, but you still defamed my reputation
your sea, streets, and sands still have their effects on my body

I'm your every memory, I'm your every joy
and I always pray for God to keep you safe
I'm the tear of some other mother, I'm a soonly faded dream

I'm the one who died , so you, Egypt, could long live and be higly raised.
I'm Ghandour
I'm Mina

I'm El-Shekh Emad
I'm the one who died , so you, Egypt, could long live and be higly raised

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