Egypt is dying – Get up Egypt!
The most painful thing ever is to see your beloved home falling down, not because of the practices of some external enemy, but because of the violations committed by its citizens. Egypt is dying slowly with the hands of its guards. Police Forces became as brutal as they had never been. They beat, insult, and even kill ordinary citizens in cold blood. What is wrong, what is going on with us? Are we – Egyptians – that weak to the extent that we cannot stop this misery?
You know what? While watching Egypt dying, I remembered a poem that I once read. It is an Egyptian colloquial poem written by the creative Egyptian poet Ahmed Fouad Negm. “Get up Egypt!” ["Eshi ya Misr"] was written by Negm almost thirty years ago, when Egypt was in war with external enemies. However, it applies to our current misery caused by the interior enemies.
I translated it into English, hope you like it.
Get up, Egypt
Get up, Egypt
Shake your crescent
Get triumph
To be Egypt, to live Egypt
Stretch your arms
To reach this age
To be Egypt, to live Egypt
Wake up Egyptian brave labor
Understand the role you play
in your shift
Whatever the efforts you exerted
Whatever the works you produced
All the results are for thieves
Your effort, your work
The money due to your kids
Your sweet in which you sink
Is not for you
Change yourself
Maintain your factory
Manufacture Egypt
To be Egypt, to live Egypt
Wake up green Egypt farmer
Be able, be greenable
Be shine, be beauty
Spark your field with seeds
And protect the sparked seeds
Against disease
And misuse
Your land, your home and your honor
Became the playground of the broker
We would rather to thirst
To drink the impure water
This is what doctors prescribed, O’ Egypt
To be Egypt, to live Egypt
Get up soldier
Avenge for martyr;
My uncle and your uncle
Your brother and my sister
To be relived and relaxed
Shoot fire on the traitors
O’ son of people, O’ people’s guard
You’re the hope when time is hard
Get up soldier; with your ankle hit the ground
Free Egypt, clean Egypt
O’ Egypt get up, live and be Egypt
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The origional Arabic:
اصØÙ‰ يا مصر
اصØÙ‰ يا مصر
هزى هلالك
هاتى النصر
كونى يا مصر وعيشي يا مصر
مدي ايديكى
و طولي العصر
اصØÙŠ ÙˆÙƒÙˆÙ†ÙŠ وعيشي يا مصر
اصØÙ‰ يا عامل مصر يا مجدع
واÙهم دورك
٠الوردية
مهما بتتعب
مهما بتصنع
تعبك رايØ
Ù„Ù„ØØ±Ø§Ù…يه
جهدك عملك
رزق عبالك
عرقك مرقك
ولا يهنا لك
اصØÙ‰ يا عامل
غير ØØ§Ù„Ùƒ
صون المصنع
واصنع مصر
اصØÙ‰ Ùˆ كوني وعيشي يا مصر
اصØÙ‰ يا زارع مصر الخضرة
قدره وخضره
ونور وجمال
أبدر غيطك
Ùˆ اØÙ…ÙŠ البدرة
ضد الاÙÙ‡
والاستغلال
أرضك عرضك
باب الدار
صبØÙˆØ§ مداسه
للسمسار
نعطش
و لا نشربش عكار
وصÙÙ‡ قالوها الØÙƒÙ…ا يا مصر
اصØÙ‰ Ùˆ كوني وعيشي يا مصر
واصØÙ‰ يا جندي
يا تار الشهدا
عمى وخالك
أختي و أخوك
لجل ما تهدا وتارك يهدا
ÙØ±Øº نارك ٠اللى خانوك
يابن الشعب يا ØØ§Ù…ÙŠ الشعب
أنت أملنا ÙÙŠ يوم الصعب
اصØÙ‰ يا جندي ودق الكعب
ØØ±Ø± مصر وطهر مصر
اصØÙ‰ وكوني وعيشي يا مصر

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This was depressingly beautiful, and great job with the translation!
I liked this part a lot-
Keep up your struggle Dalia, your efforts will achieve something one day. Never give up hope, and remember that you’ll never be the only one fighting the good fight. We’re all with you.
Yes, recently I have become depressed about Egyptian theocratic bureaucracy and their envy of political power. The people are the true wealth of any nation. And we are talking about all the people not just the beautiful, the lucky, the smart. The only One who really doesn’t care whether you are Egyptian or American, rich or poor, is God. The priest were supposed to be counselors, advisors, admonishers to promote and encourage the whole community of people to follow that which will bring prosperity to everyone.
As an American I read a short book in elementary school, it had only a few pictures. It was the story of the discovery of King Tut’s tomb. I read that book several times. I still remember parts of it. I like to think in my imagination that the art and technology and craftsmanship which produced such an impressive civilization was inspired by the presence of a Prophet from God. Of course I have no basis for this belief. But I believe in a God that inspires all true beauty and craftsmanship and excellence. The thousands and thousands of nameless artists, the workers of stone, they have all died and left no trace of themselves or their families. I like to think that there was some God given spark of Divine Love that kept the society together in order to create these enduring works. Of course it eventually fell into decay, was revived again by the Prophet, and then again has fallen down. So the process will be repeated a third time in Egyptian history, each time the context of the rising up is new and different, unexpected, opposed by the status quo. This time Egypt will share the light will all other countries and peoples.
Another comment.
There are many Negro/Black American spirituals with the symbol of Egypt in them. However the writers and the singers of these soul-stirring spirituals only got half the message.
Egypt is in all of us. We are all a part of Egypt during our lifetimes and we all yearn to be released, to release ourselves, to walk unaided and unashamed to where destiny calls.
I’ve tried posting a comment here twice and for some reason it didn’t show up, but I’ll try again. I want to thank Dalia for the beautiful poem. I don’t think it’s right to simply blame police officers, most of whom have to struggle to make ends meet. The conspirator to Egypt’s current comatose state is a general state of lethargy that’s pervasive in Egypt.
We have an apathetic population that rarely does what it says, has a relativaly lazy work ethic, and holds out hope for the promise of tomorrow. We need Egyptians to have more confidence and pride in their country and a willingness to take risks and make sacrifices for a better tomorrow instead of simply praying, which seems to be take up more time than work for most Egyptians. There are hundreds of thousands of well educated Egyptians and hundreds of thousands more Egyptians who should be given more oppurtunities to attain a higher level of education. Egyptians are the best educated people in the Arab world. Yet we lack creativity, ingenuity, and a general proactive, pragmatic spirit. Only with that spirit will Egyptians start working to achieve political liberation and economic revitalization.
Thank you Edo, by the way, for your touching and very inspiring comments. I always love reading your comments and am inspired by your genuine love, affection, and concern for Egypt. Have you visited Egypt? If not, I hope that you do, and that you’re not disappointed. I have rarely seen a non-Egyptian who has that much enthusiasm for Egypt, and the ones I have seen are usually French.
Why is it that Muslims claim Moses was a prophet and the 10 Commandments given to Moses by OUR HEAVENLY FATHER on Mount Sinai clearly gives OUR HEAVENLY FATHER’s Commandment not to kill while they believe in killing those who will not convert, and killing for other various reasons under Shari’a Law? Do Not Kill; there are no ifs, ands, or buts. OUR HEAVENLY FATHER, who created all in Heaven and on Earth, made that Commandment expressly clear. Any prophets to come along later have supported all those Commandments given by OUR HEAVENLY FATHER. OUR HEAVENLY FATHER is greater than absolutely everyone and absolutely everything. Do Not Kill; there are no ifs, ands, or buts. We apparently are not to kill others; that is not our purpose. Supposedly Mohammed said something different. So either Mohammed agreed with those Commandments and didn‘t actually say what he supposedly said, or Mohammed wasn’t a prophet. And if Mohammed agreed that those Commandments came from OUR HEAVENLY FATHER, then Mohammed didn’t try to argue with them or change them to fit his own agenda. Maybe that ‘Book Burning’ in the 7th century A.D. (C.E.) wasn’t just to ‘standardize’ but to ‘cover-up’ the Truth. I’m not trying to argue religion here; or trying to argue doctrine. It just does not make any sense. If Christians and Jews killed people as Muslims kill people, then most of the world would kill each other off. Do Not Kill; there are no ifs, ands, or buts. May OUR HEAVENLY FATHER’s Will Be Done.
I’m not trying to annoy; just pointing-out what does not fit.