The Syrian Coast is Crying

The Syrian coast is crying and the mountains are groaning. The blood on the ground has turned to mud. Where are those who were sheltered in our land? They left and betrayed us for ten years. The one who is killing us in the name of religion is a traitor. The one who speaks with a knife in his hand is a traitor. The one who called for our killing on the pulpits is a murderer, an infidel and an oppressor, even if he is anyone. The one who kills his own people is a traitor. We will not forget the mother who said goodbye to her children and slapped you in the face. The father who tore out his son's heart and stood in your face. By God, we will not forget the traitor, whoever he is, we will not forget the traitor. You burned our homes and displaced our children. Your women and children lived in our homes in peace.