Dael - Daraa province (17/01/2014):
Saqba, Damascus Suburbs (17/01/2014):
Erbeen, Damascus Suburbs (17/01/2014):
Killi - Idlib province (17/01/2014):
Sarmada - Idlib province (17/01/2014):
Kafrnbel - Idlib province (17/01/2014):
The nights of Sham, we do not sleep, we do not sleep.
Wasn't our neighbour’s building here yesterday?
I lay on the ground wondering,
has anyone seen my Adam’s apple?
On the side of the road lies half of my intestines outside my stomach,
and beside me writes a banner, “beware, martyr.”
I lay on the ground wondering,
The black car thrown behind me, I remember it was blue,
Is there a microwave big enough to fit it?
The narrative remains and I remain with it
I stand on my feet feeling lightness,
I see my remains in front me and as it turns out I left my body,
and here is my neighbor thrown in the middle,
every piece of him is thrown over the hallowed street
My wife lays next to him, she did not follow me yet, she is struggling,
I sat and waited till the remaining of this street’s occupants followed me.
The song ends to the sound of gunshots and explosions and an announcement by a narrator that the three band members died in an “explosion that shook the middle of the capital, may God bless them.”
