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Come back alive to me Oh my son oh Ali Come to me, come to me * * * * Oh my son when you left the tent and when you went with your sword Just for you to come back to me I am praying to my lord And now I am asking myself will my pain ever be cured Go and fight with your thirst and from Ahmed take your big award You will then be happy Oh my son oh Ali Come to me, come to me * * * * Oh my son you came back to me asking if I had water Then you went back when you realised that my tongue was much drier With your thirst you went back fighting like Haidar your grand father Like Yousif, Allah will you bring, back to us Ali al Akbar His face I want to see Oh my son oh AliCome to me, come to me _______ A.J.K |