I don't want (Ur bghigh ara)
ifen-agh ula d ighersiwenUlac am tari
I do not want
that kisses are paid for
nor that blood is sold
nor can the breeze be bought
nor that breath is praised.
I do not want
Let the wheat burn and the bread fail.
I do not want
let there be cold in the houses,
let there be fear in the streets,
Let him have rage in his eyes.
I do not want
that lies are locked in the lips
that millions are locked in the coffers,
let the pure be locked up in the prison.
I do not want
that the peasant works without water,
that the shepherd grazes his animals without a flute
that hospitals lack medicines
Let the teacher at school not laugh.
I do not want
that mothers have no perfume,
that girls do not have loves,
that fathers do not have tobacco,
that poor children lack clothes and notebooks.
I do not want
that in the name of a religion torrents of tears flow
that children become orphans and young girls become widows
and we invite the black of the night which does not forgive
I do not want
that a mother's son dies
in a war he did not seek
that weapons are barking
that we never made guns.
I do not want
whether Thing or Thing wants to impose it on me,
that the neighbor across the street is bothering me,
that people put posters and stamps on me
that we fix by decree what poetry is.
Ulac am tayri
I do not want
to love in secret,
cry in secret,
sing in secret.
I do not want
shut my mouth
When I say I DON'T WANT S.