كلمات Desert Tigers, The Hope Of Forgotten

Like water springing from the earth We saw our enemies emerge from the sands On every dune we crossed The bursts of gunfire seemed like shooting stars at night Chasing us over the darkness of the desert Our mission was to prevent the scouts from advancing into our territory We are the Desert Tigers: The hope of the forgotten Under the scorching sun, lost in some Middle Eastern country The five of us were entrenched in the mountains Beside the hot desert sands I, without a defined rank, because in that place forgotten by God Military hierarchy no longer mattered But rather the respect of my group and the dedication To those suffering people I was training four snipers on the mountain when the enemies started arriving Like ants sprouting from the sand More and more appeared with each dune And our supplies were running out Like water springing from the earth We saw our enemies sprouting from the sands On each dune we crossed The bursts of gunfire seemed like shooting stars at night Chasing us through the darkness of the desert Our mission was to prevent the scouts from advancing into our territory We are the Tigers of the Desert: The hope of the forgotten A crack and I took a grazing shot to the earlobe A little more to the left and my group had lost its mentor My team laughed at my jokes, but they knew that if we stayed there The bullets would run out and we would need to cross the mountain And enter the desert to the refugee camp We needed to resupply and warn our superiors About the imminent invasion, because no radio signal was available in that area Descending the mountain and crossing the desert Hunger and thirst were constant companions to these wretched soldiers The next twenty kilometers were a torment we faced as night fell The desert grew cold and dangerous We saw bursts of gunfire chasing us like shooting stars in the darkness The darkest night wasn't outside, but within our hearts And the thoughts that plagued our souls Faith and hope for a new dawn were shared by all Some wanting to see their relatives, children, and loved ones And others simply wanting to leave this desert and rest In a clean bed after a bath Simple desires of simple men in the eyes of the Western people Who don't value small details Just the fact of not witnessing a war and seeing friends dying beside them Is already comforting Like water springing from the earth We saw our enemies sprout from the sands In every dune we crossed The bursts of gunfire seemed like shooting stars at night Chasing us over the darkness of the desert Our mission was to prevent the scouts from advancing into our territory We are the Tigers of the Desert: The hope of the forgotten At four in the morning we arrived at the camp Two or three hours ahead of the scouts Time is precious, but the clock doesn't stop Someone offered me a drink, a merchant in his tent Offering his liquors to ease the suffering of these people It was a green drink with lemon, but unlike anything I had tasted up to that point It tasted awful, smelling like detergent or soap I took a sip and threw the rest on the sand, which it absorbed almost instantly Just as it did with the dreams and lives of our soldiers Like water springing from the earth We saw our enemies sprouting from the sands On every dune we crossed The bursts of gunfire seemed like shooting stars at night Chasing us over the darkness of the desert Our mission was not to let the scouts advance into our territory We are the Tigers of the Desert: The hope of the forgotten I sat at the foot of a tent to talk to an old man Who had once been an excellent soldier, but was now incapacitated by illness We talked little, but just the moment I relaxed, seeing a friendly face Already relieved me of the previous day But we still needed to reach the school and clear the city before our enemies arrived They were coming from the east, and we didn't foresee another front to the west Which at dusk would be our downfall Like water springing from the earth We saw our enemies emerge from the sands On every dune we crossed The bursts of gunfire seemed like shooting stars at night Following us across the darkness of the desert Our mission was not to let the scouts advance into our territory We are the Tigers of the Desert: The hope of the forgotten