ها وليدي كلمات (ha wlidi)

I’d die for my country and my parents (oh my son)
A star in our sky, a Moroccan flag (oh my son)
Gathered the good with a tray and a plate (oh my son)
And give me the cup, we’ll raise it high
For those who feel it in their hearts for us, yeah (oh my son)
It’s ours, the Moroccan Sahara (oh my son)
Wherever we go, they celebrate you and me (oh my son)
Ah, oh my son (oh my son)

Here come the horses running
We’ve been riding them since way back
We’ll return to the scene, Rabat, Casablanca, Doukkala
This one for that one, and that’s five in the eyes of the envious
And we’re holding the flag, if it’s not shining now, it will soon
A caftan and a jalaba, no one else can say it like I do, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
They said what they wanted about us, but they didn’t capture anything
We’re the real deal, the good ones
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
From God, we got the power
Always see us rising higher
And those who don’t want us will sleep differently
Five and Thursday for us

I’d die for my country and my parents (oh my son)
A star in our sky, a Moroccan flag (oh my son)
Gathered the good with a tray and a plate (oh my son)
And give me the cup, we’ll raise it high
For those who feel it in their hearts for us, yeah (oh my son)
It’s ours, the Moroccan Sahara (oh my son)
Wherever we go, they celebrate you and me (oh my son)
Ah, oh my son (oh my son)

Here come the horses running
We’ve been riding them since way back
We’ll return to the scene, Rabat, Casablanca, Doukkala
This one for that one, and that’s five in the eyes of the envious
And we’re holding the flag, if it’s not shining now, it will soon.