مهرجان الشعر في اليوبيل ٢_a ، من كتاب اليوبيل الذهبي لثانوية جول جمال الرسمية

The poem of the poet Mrs. Fatima Haddad

The director of the greats

If I fell in love with Arabism, I would love it
And if she gets excited, then she gets excited
In Lattakia there is an Arab renaissance
It conveys the awareness shown and expresses
In Latakia, a shout called out to us
They clinked the glasses, clapped and cheered
They sprayed flowers for our feast for our guests
For the beloved institute, sing and sing
for the Golden Jubilee season in
The reign of inexhaustible flow of glory
The half century or the rise of a knight
The country's victory is long and leaping
Ibn al-Areen, by nature, is a hero
The nature of lions stimulates and prepares
Al-Assad Al-Najib Institute, but you see
That the lions returned to you attributed

I remembered a young cub from your roses
How much you ask him and you demand
Or you know what it is like
He named it. He preserved his Lord, so he obeyed him
Preserving Al-Dhimam is a fighter that cannot be defeated
At the top of the Golan confused and in
Dear Kenitra, welcome
The stolen land has returned to us, so dance
Barboha revived the nights and Tturba
Whatever destroyed Valznud strong
We will praise and even remove what they ruined
Who is left for me in the rest of the earth other than God?
Black sent an assistant and warrior

May I return to the bosom of Jerusalem one day?
Go crazy, my brothers, so be prepared
Desire has come and our sky is open
And the wound is free and the term is Atab
So go on the path of victory, free and who
The request of Ela is free and unjust
Let's ask for highness forcibly and let's see
We are patriarchs, and patriarchs have demands
Tend to move forward, we
We are back to the history of the ancestors
Every day a giant step
Qatar is filled with joy that does not go away
Let's precede history traversing the world
Nothing is impossible in life, so try