شبكة روايتي الثقافية

Our Victory
A day not like any other day
Heroes from the best swore not to know Rest
Till the enemy's army vanish away in blessed nights and also days
days with blissful knights fueled with faith without heist

The difference between the truth and the hellish lies is our victory
At two o'clock on the sixth of October, forty eight years ago
Six important hours as boundary between illusion and precious reality
A historic day stands carrying the torch of victory with its immortal glow

Through the ages our brilliant victories say it all
We stand together one united and amending whole
we all stood together one hand and one soul
The exquisite saying Allah Akbar spread high mending faults and flaws

On this beautiful day the victory's door at home always opens wide
Widows of hope display the old, new sacred secrets of wind's roar
The keys to the one and only courageous glory we seek, dated and worked for
The lights of the honorable Ramadan paving the way to the victory in sights

A day not like any other day.
Heroes from the best swore not to know Rest
Till the enemy's army vanish away in blessed days and nights
days with blissful knights fueled with faith without heist

Epic hours in the most epic and immortal day
So, in heavenly hours, we took what's ours
When we say, they must obey
In a heavenly day we, regain our sacred land

Allah Akbar raised high to the sky
Victory is our only way that we always follow and obey
When we say, they pay, couldn't stay and all go away
Victory is the one and only life we Know and the best allay

The devilish, outsider invaders left our for ever land
Beaten fast during our fast
And will never come back again
It was honorable belief and fair must
We regained what's ours in hands till the last grain of sand