1. Spend the holiday playing games,
While I spent my holiday with cannons.

2. There is no difference between us, O children,
In toys that fly like iron missiles.

3. The difference between us is that I see
What you did not see of tremors and armies.

4. I know the shelling you did not know about,
And I know the scream of threats.

5. The difference is that I do not sleep when
My night grows dark, while your night passes in slumber.

6. My holiday morning is a bullet,
While you celebrate with a toy and money.

7. I am not bothered by a tattered garment on me
Or your new clothes on the holiday.

8. I fought in my childhood, and my greatest weapon
Is skin that melts mountains of ice.

9. If a thorn pricked a child, your fathers
Would not rest until a thousand bandages.

10. While I walk bloodied, bandaging my wounds
With ties and veins.

11. You cry for moments when a toy breaks for you,
While my tears do not leave my cheeks.

12. O children, I am like you,
A child whose dreams I watered roses.

13. Do you have candy? I did not find
Except half a loaf for worms.

14. Do you laugh and play? I spend my day
With my confusion and wandering.

15. One day I saw my father die, and found my grandmother
Crying and hugging him, her only beloved.

16. I saw my mother when they took her,
Yearning for me with her affection.

17. Everyone around me frightens their heart
For a parent, a wife, and a newborn.

18. These lands are no longer my home,
That housed my father and ancestors.

19. The homes of the innocent are crushed, so where are they
From the splendor of design and construction?

20. The homes of the faithful became their graves,
Corpses, rubble and a thousand absent.

21. The land called me which I flooded
With my tears and lived in it with my prayers.

22. O smile of the innocent child, it is a crime
To slaughter you in fear with a resentful eye.

23. I did not, O children, envy you
Living in the shadow of luxuries, relaxed.

24. Leave your toys to yourselves on your holiday,
For I have toys of gunpowder.

25. I am no longer a child, nothing quenches
My heart's thirst but life like black bread.

26. Do not turn off the TV from your games,
Perhaps the blood of a martyr will appear.

27. Your souls may be disgusted by a corpse
That appears after the beauties of singing.

28. I do not ask for sympathy from your fathers,
For I am more stubborn than my enemies.

29. They said alone, I said the right guidance is not lost
For those who lived by monotheism, not alone.

30. They said exiled, I said in your dictionary
Or in the way of God the name exiled.

31. I could not bear life in humiliation
Like an eagle who hates living in chains.

32. A child, yet I am not childish, that I
Surpassed men with my determination and resilience.