We are Arabs, Arabs we are by ArabianWolf, literature
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We are Arabs, Arabs we are
We are the clothed ones
The modest and humble
We are the survivors of the dead
The burning sands as our bed
We have sung in the rain and laughed at the heat
We are the swords of our fathers
And the ink of our sons
We are the poets of the night
The founders of the light
We are the dwellers of the sands
The nomad speaking lands
Amongst us came knowledge and prosperity
To heave the message of great sincerity
We are the source of pride
One, of which kings fought to live aside
We are the ships of the blistering sand
The journey of ones true inner man.
We lay between the silk of east
And the iron of the west
We place the faith of