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0:00 هلا بحسين الثاني
1:43 مسلم مو صدك والضاهر اسمك حيدره
3:00 ما شفت كل عمري هيجي صل
4:43 صده عزمك رج اميه رج
6:21 يا غضب طب هزه مجلسه
7:55 يا خشن ومدرب وجسر
9:31 يا وفي بنص شحة بالوفه
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Kind: captions Language: en He knocked on my door carefully And anxiously as if someone might be behind him I am tired of thirst, O Tawaa, and my thirst is clear Enter, don’t keep waiting Welcome O second Hussein Welcome and don’t be shy Didn’t the revelation serve you before? If you want, I will disappear from your sight This is your home and you are more worthy of it Enter, you honour your guest! Don't fail me before your manly uncle He will be mad at me if you’re upset Don’t worry? who has family like yours Sultan with crown on his head Like Fire and misfortune to touch Muslim? not really your name must be Haidara ! You walked men, O Conqueror, like a ruler Muslim? not really your name must be Haidara ! You walked men, O Conqueror, like a ruler My tongue unable to describe you Welcome O second Hussein He knocked on my door carefully And anxiously as if someone might be behind him I am tired of thirst, O Tawaa, and my thirst is clear He knocked on my door carefully And anxiously as if someone might be behind him I am tired of thirst, O Tawaa, and my thirst is clear Enter, don’t keep waiting Welcome O second Hussein I never saw a sword like you Doesn’t not flee from battle, nor get tired If he roars in Kufa, will not be less Then the son of the Bedouin The same war spirit He didn’t shiver from soldiers or guards Didn’t worry from knight or horse He didn’t read nor study about chivalry He showed up from his chamber He was fed from pure source He’s been ready before creating and prepared his blood He is an all time leader and human behind him He’s been ready before creating and prepared his blood He is an all time leader and human behind him He’s been waiting since swaddle Welcome O second Hussein He knocked on my door carefully And anxiously as if someone might be behind him I am tired of thirst, O Tawaa, and my thirst is clear He knocked on my door carefully And anxiously as if someone might be behind him I am tired of thirst, O Tawaa, and my thirst is clear Enter, don’t keep waiting Welcome O second Hussein The echo of your resolve, shock Umayyah’s hard Slow down they have escaped Your sword is a prophet and aims on its own. He stated Allah is great and prayed before my house Even the devil won’t reach him He rose up with haze and thunder Read a verse, performed ablution and got ready His day has came, he prepared and rode Above the known horse As a Falcon in the middle of Kufa Came Like Strong winds or the birds that descended upon Abraha He orders and the men tremble, what a great soldier ! Came Like Strong winds or the birds that descended upon Abraha He orders and the men tremble, what a great soldier ! He asked who am I Welcome O second Hussein He knocked on my door carefully And anxiously as if someone might be behind him I am tired of thirst, O Tawaa, and my thirst is clear He knocked on my door carefully And anxiously as if someone might be behind him I am tired of thirst, O Tawaa, and my thirst is clear Enter, don’t keep waiting Welcome O second Hussein O anger entered and shook his synod How miserable whoever reach you O manly who entered women’s house You filled them with fear Whoever sees you hide They couldn’t find anyone like you in Kufa They didn’t forget any part of your family Ali fought them bravely before Khaibar reoccurred in Kufa Khaibar reoccurred in Kufa The puller returned with his palms I swear whoever read your history said it’s miracle Muslim can be killed but can’t be forgotten I swear whoever read your history said it’s miracle Muslim can be killed but can’t be forgotten Your insistence is divine Welcome O second Hussein He knocked on my door carefully And anxiously as if someone might be behind him I am tired of thirst, O Tawaa, and my thirst is clear He knocked on my door carefully And anxiously as if someone might be behind him I am tired of thirst, O Tawaa, and my thirst is clear Enter, don’t keep waiting Welcome O second Hussein O rough, trained and solid O luxury, and walk with dignity O sea, not easy to determine What were you created from You can insult even the forbidden O lock of God’s door, you generous The weak can’t last before you And who does not his readiness Must fall and lose his dignity They said to surround you and abundance all over And you are the knight that stroll on men’s mustache They said to surround you and abundance all over And you are the knight that stroll on men’s mustache Enter Hani behind you Welcome O second Hussein He knocked on my door carefully And anxiously as if someone might be behind him I am tired of thirst, O Tawaa, and my thirst is clear He knocked on my door carefully And anxiously as if someone might be behind him I am tired of thirst, O Tawaa, and my thirst is clear Enter, don’t keep waiting Welcome O second Hussein O loyal where there is no loyalty O star that darkness couldn’t hide O wound in Kufa that never healed Those who messaged you are not manly The best of them may be sacrificed for you O grape that dwarf can’t reach you He who fought you and got defeated is not stupid You didn’t fall, O word of blessings Die and keep your head up The toughest one of them under your tread They have no value before you and you are as strong as Ali Tell them you effeminate people are not worth my family They have no value before you and you are as strong as Ali Tell them you effeminate people are not worth my family My brothers are infallible Welcome O second Hussein