catastrophe.
It is Nakba day you cannot be speaking at length about the beauty of football.
I think it's good to be there and yelling
"Come, comrades of constraints and sorrows
For the most beautiful bank we walk..
We will not be defeated..
We will not lose.. only a coffin"
"All of Palestine is ours
Not only the West Bank and Gaza
Let all prisons fall
And the arms of the people, shake!"
"Return is a sacred right"
"RIVOLUCIONE FINO ALLA VITTORIA" / REVOLUTION UNTIL VICTORY
"I still embrace the memory of my homeland"
"Students of the world
Raise your voices
And link your hands in solidarity with the Palestinian students in the occupied homeland"
"The path of armed struggle is the path to liberated Palestine"
To My Mother by Mahmoud Darwish
Dearly I yearn for my mother's bread, / My mother's coffee, / Mother's brushing touch. / Childhood is raised in me, / Day upon day in me. / And I so cherish life / Because if I died / My mother's tears would shame me. / Set me, if I return one day, / As a shawl on your eyelashes, let your hand / Spread grass out over my bones, / Christened by your immaculate footsteps / As on holy land. / Fasten us with a lock of hair, / With thread strung from the back of your dress. / I could grow into godhood / Commend my spirit into godhood / If I but touch your heart's deep breadth. / Set me, if ever I return, / In your oven as fuel to help you cook, / On your roof as a clothesline stretched in your hands. / Weak without your daily prayers, / I can no longer stand. / I am old / Give me back the stars of childhood / That I may chart the homeward quest / Back with the migrant birds, / Back to your awaiting nest.
