Si la vie m'a mis là [English translation]

Samuel and Jonaz left the country

Fatima and Mahmid sacrificed their lives

Because they wanted to rely on tomorrow,

To shape the future, to brandish it with their own hands

To persevere with the memories inherited from ancestors

So that they never disappear.

This dusty land of peasants’ fortune

The (pride of the East) settlers’ leftovers.

If life brought me here it must be because it wants me dead [alternatively: “it’s after my hide” or “it’s out to get me”]

This desert land bathed in blood

Whenever the four winds subjected it to the White Man’s entrance

This land defended time and time again and recovered over and over

That our fathers held on to when the world gave it up

Refrain

If life brought me here it must be because it wants me dead.

If life brought me here it must be because it wants me dead.

When the volleys of stones in the face of tank guns

Were walls of dust depriving us of victory

A dislodged, isolated people from their land

That will want to recapture its history as it takes flight

Here life and death have the same face

And the future unfolds amongst ruin and carnage

May the pages of the Koran burst forth light (“explose”/“explode” is probably meant as a double-entendre here)

I implore you Lord, they have stolen my land.

Refrain

I send you hope flooded with praises

They see demons in you I know you are an angel

Nourished by the most ruthless prophets

Who engrave on our hearts the ashes of the devil

I, who only have my life to surrender

I will turn my soul into the greatest of birds

Risen up by the sun, opening up future possibilities

I will use my life like one of their guns

Refrain

Lamentations of our women

Hopes of child martyrs

Who cast to the flames the tattered future

Wounds too deep to be dressed

As an appeal to the world or a call for freedom

Look at what the child is drawing with his hand

The world of tomorrow with Palestine.

Refrain

• Artist:Tryo